She had to stop thinking like this.

"This is it," Judy said, showing him his room. "This is where you'll stay for the next couple of weeks."

"Nice," he said.

He sat down on the edge of the bed. She grew uncomfortable under his stare and with the bed so close… she suddenly knew that she had better get out of that room and fast.

"I'm sure you want to change out of that uniform," she said. "I'm just going to help Trish get supper."

"I thought you didn't like to cook," he said.

"I don't," she admitted, "but sometimes I help."

"Are you sure you just don't want to be up here alone with me?"

His voice was low key and she couldn't tell if he was teasing or not. She decided to treat it lightly.

"Of course not," she said. "I don't have anything to be frightened of."

"I don't know about that," he said. "It's been a while since I was alone in a worn with a pretty woman like you."

"Quit your teasing," she said.

"I'm not teasing, Judy," he said. "I do think you're pretty. I always have."

She felt a little chili as she faced him. Suddenly they weren't teasing each other any more. She had always wondered about him. She was curious about the way his hard body would feel paused against hers. She realized she was about to find out as he approached her.

"Bill's downstairs," she warned.

His arms went around her back and pulled her closer to him. She could smell his aftershave. She felt a little weak.

"I want to kiss you, Judy."

"I'm a married woman," she said weakly.

He pulled her close and pressed his lips to hers. He pressed his tongue against her mouth and she opened her lips almost without realizing what she was doing. His probing tongue was fiery as it probed her mouth.

"No!" she said, pushing him away.