She was the one to kiss him first. The boldness was more an act of desperation. Legitimate fear coursed through her veins that she wouldn't be able to do what she'd already decided. Somehow using sex for power or to gather information like she'd done countless times in the past without even thinking about it wasn't as easy. Sex never meant much to her even when she was with someone that she loved, or thought she loved. What had changed in her life to make it more difficult?