Walter gave a small smile to Paige asked her "You remember that riddle I gave to you and Ralph when you joined the team? "What is a group of jellyfish called?""
"Yeah," she replied "A smack." stifling a giggle
"If you want to give me one now, I'd understand." Walter replied. Paige laughed again.
She brought her face closer to Walter's and let their lips meet, then she sharply pulled away. Walter stood confused, bewildered. "There you go, a smack." Paige replied smiling
Walter remained confused. "I don't understand...?"
"A smack on the lips, a kiss Walter."
He understood Paige now and he thought about the small tingle of pleasure he had felt when Paige's lip had met his.
"I think given the circumstances, I deserve another." Walter replied trying not to laugh himself.
Paige smiled and whispered "Ok" and brought her lips to his once more for short kiss. Then she pulled away again.
Walter could still taste her lips on his and he swore he had felt her tongue. He enjoyed these chaste kisses she was giving him. So he copied her and followed the movements of her lips. It felt amazing, he hadn't done this in a long time. He suppressed his emotions for his job but Paige she was freeing them, unleashing the inner Walter. The romantic, spontaneous inner Walter 'O Brien. She brought her lips to his again trying to deepen the kiss and a some what frightened Walter pulled away. "P-p-paige...
Paige understood. "We can take stuff slowly alright Walt." Walter smiled and copied her lip movements again with another kiss. This one the most heated of them all and the best. He pulled away from her. "Goodnight Paige." he replied smiling
"Goodnight Walter."
She knew how she'd address Portland now.