"Yes." Sam agreed to that readily, and not just because of the promise of coffee. She would be okay around him in public places; she could manage not to kiss him or say or do something that would make him want to kiss her. Public was good. The more public the better.

"I...um, need to get back to work." She didn't think she'd be able to concentrate on anything for the next twenty minutes or so, but she really had to say something.