It was only there for a flash, but there was a sweetness to that kiss that Corbie hadn't expected from Alec at all. He hadn't struck her as the sort for tenderness. Of course, what she thought of when she thought of him--and one of the reasons she'd been trying to overlook some of his more troubling traits--was the hard body she could feel through the layers of their clothing.

You could iron a shirt on this boy's stomach.

She parted her lips to deepen the kiss, her arms sliding up around his neck.