It's probably a bad idea. No it's definitely a bad idea but... Kate's never met a bad idea she didn't love. That's how they got here in the first place.

Fuck it.

Her fingertips trace over the light lines on Imri's back. She's gentle. It's not something people expect from her but she can be. A lot of her favorite weapons have hair triggers. That's the lie she's telling and she's making herself believe it.

But that's not all. She leans in and presses a kiss, soft, simple, not even really sexual, to his shoulder. It's an apology, mostly for pushing. But she also doesn't know what to say.