> > > "There is nothing I can do without further raising his suspicions,"
she
> > > whispered as her fingers stole around to the nape of his neck, where
she
> > > begin to caress the skin there. "Even if he finds the sword, it was
take
> > > an extraordinary leap of logic to conclude anything provable.
> > >
> > > "Yet, my willingness to leave with you stands."
> > >
> > "I would not ask you to interfere in this," he told her. "I simply
needed
> > to speak this to you, to know where you stood. I know that now. And I
> > appreciate your willingness to leave, though the Elements help us if it
> > comes to that."
>
> "All we can do is to hope that he does not find it and be prepared to act
> if he does."
>
"Your acceptance, and your willingness to go with me is... humbling," he
whispered to her honestly.
>
> She turned her head so that his lips came into direct contact with her
> own. It seem surreal to Carrhae that they were talking about something so
> serious while starting what was quickly becoming serious foreplay.
>
He enjoyed the kiss for quite some time, then gently pulled away. "You have
a very long and distinguished career in Starfleet," he told her simply. "You
are prepared to throw it all away from a man you've only recently met? Who
until very recently kept a very large secret from you?"
