We're standing right in front of each other, breathing heavily, full body contact. Her free hand is clutching my shoulder holster and it seems like she can't decide whether to push me away or pull me even closer. Her pupils are blown wide, her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes are clearly on my mouth. I'm actually considering leaning forward and showing her that it wasn't just an empty threat on my part. Ramming my point home with an unyielding kiss suddenly seems like a perfectly appropriate solution.