The chemistry that had taken her aback the first time she'd kissed him hadn't abated despite everything they'd done the night before. It was still there, and it was still as strong as ever. Even now, she wanted to throw her steaming cup of coffee aside, grab him, and pull him back to the bedroom. It was annoying and unexpected and a little frightening, and her kiss became fiercer because of it, as if she wanted to burn out her desire for him.