"You're not." That's firm and fierce, all of her loyalty bleeding out into it. "You're not. I'm not. This isn't. I wouldn't do that." To someone else, maybe. Maybe. "Not to you."

Kate bites her lip and squares her shoulders under his hand. "This isn't just a booty call." She doesn't know what it is yet or what she wants it to be. It's complicated and messy and yeah, she has feelings too.