She shivers at the touch; his hands on her, his breath, his scent crashing into her senses. She's lost as to what she feels. His lips were there, inches from her own and she could have just reached out and kissed them. And it would've been the most passionate thing she'd ever felt.
Rhys was mere feet away, talking to those they were inspecting, yet that all fell to the wayside. He was right there, bodies crashed together as he held her against the wall and she was lost.
Her eyes constantly flickered between his lips and his eyes and she doesn't know whether to shove him away or snog him; just latch her lips to his and fall into the wanting she feels for him.
And it's only when he steps back does she remember she's engaged and that they are currently working, in the middle of an investigation that revolves around her fiancé.
She pushes the feelings she had for him deep down and focuses on the task.