"Kind of you to say 'we' when you mean me," he said, still laughing. "Passing notes. That will feel positively clandestine. I like it."

The laughter eased off in the kiss. He spread his legs slightly to avoid stepping on her feet and attempted to walk her backward, one eye open to make sure he wasn't going to crash her into the counter or the table. He caught her lower lip between both of his and pulled back gently. "You sure about that?" he murmured.