QUOTE : He put his hands on her, sighing into her skin. They got bolder, fingers laced with fingers, knotted in hair, taking in fistfuls of shirt. Finding soft places nobody else had ever touched, like the bend in her waist, like the underside of his jaw. Their bodies pressed together, hip bone against stomach, knee against thigh…<br />“Hey!” Teka yelled from across the ship. “Not a private place, you two!”<br />Cyra rocked back on her heels, and glared at Teka.<br />He knew how she felt. He wanted more. He wanted everything.