Bad, bad, bad idea. Jack broke the kiss with a groan, lips lightly trailing along Carter's neck as he tried to gather his thoughts.

"I should go. You can't work with me here like this and I know you want...hell, I have no idea what you actually want, but you tell me you want to work on getting us out of here."

He laughed lightly, but it was hollow.

"God, I don't want to leave. Tell me to leave?"