" Somewhere very nearby, a horse snorted, and he felt something nibbling at his coat. Reluctantly, he ended the kiss and found Buckwheat nipping his pocket to check for carrots. “Hey, knock that off.” Janet laughed, patted the horse’s neck. “I suppose he wants attention, too.” “Yeah, well, I’m sure as hell not kissing him.” She laughed again, her gaze meeting his. “Thank you, Jack.” “You do realize you kissed me, right? You know what that means.” She smiled, the seductive glint in her eyes making his heart skip a beat. “I guess you have no choice now but to kiss me back.” He had no choice. No choice at all. "
― Pamela Clare , Soul Deep (I-Team, #6.5)