Jack leaned down, brushing his lips lightly against Carter's forehead. He couldn't kiss her again, not really kiss her, but he could do that. It was comfort, that was all, and it was more for her benefit than his.

At least that's what he told himself to justify it. Weren't they just a pair?

"Wasn't quite done hugging you, you know," he said lowly, closing the tiny bit of distance between them again. "Give me a minute?"