"What?"
"The coffee was too strong." She smacked his arm.
"Feisty are we? You know I love that." He kissed her passionately leading her to the couch. Suddenly the chime beeped, distracting them. Quickly, they jumped off the couch and straightened out their uniforms.
"Come in." they called in unison. Tom Paris walked in and handed a padd to the Captain, eyeing her up and down.
"Something wrong Tom?"
"Nope." Grinning he left the room, and Chakotay's eye's widened.
"Kathryn?"
"Yes?"
"Your uniform's ripped."
"Where?" Smacking her bottom he walked toward the door.
"There."