Charlie dressed as quickly as she could. She paused a moment to stare at her shoes, debating if the risk of being caught barefoot in the hallway at sunrise was greater than the risk of waking Jason if she lingered to put them on.

Shoes in hand, she crossed the room carefully, avoiding a puddle of wine on the floor. She didn't remember spilling it but then most of her memories from last night were fuzzy. The few clear images she did have made her blush.

She'd just touched the doorknob when he spoke.

"If you make me run naked through the base after you we'll both be embarrassed."

"I'm already embarrassed," she said, tipping her head forward so she could hide behind her hair and avoid meeting his eyes.

"Why?" he asked. He was barely awake but already concerned by the way his plans for the morning were collapsing.

"Jason, we were drunk. We made a mistake."

"No," he said. "We got out of our own way and did what's been coming for a long time."

He rose from the bed and crossed the room to her, putting himself between Charlie and the door.

"I want to leave," she said. "We just have to pretend this never happened."

"I can't do that. Now that I know about that sound you make when I kiss you here," he paused, stroking the spot where her jaw and neck met, "I want to hear you purr like that again."

She inhaled raggedly as he stroked the spot he'd found last night. He leaned in, exhaling softly against her skin before whispering in her ear. "That's not the right sound. I guess it has to be a kiss."

Charlie felt her resolve fading. He'd stopped stroking her face but his hands had moved into her hair. She wondered if he'd use it to gently pull her head back, exposing the spot he'd rhapsodized or if he was exposing her neck so he could nip at her hairline from behind. She remembered the feeling of his hard chest pressed to her back and felt the heat bloom further within her.

"Jason," she whimpered.

He pulled her clothed body tightly to his naked one, his eagerness already apparent, and dipped to trail kisses along her jawline. She didn't even try to hold in her little gasps of joy and need. When she was nearly breathless, finally giving into her desire, pressing him against the door with the full weight of her body, he paused to look into her eyes before gently kissing her lips.

"Tell me what you want," he said.

"I want to find the spot on your body that makes you as helpless as you make me," she answered.

He smiled. "I'm already naked. Start the search."