Danny being hot one minute and cold the next is enough to make my head spin. His lips suddenly against mine don't help. I still want to be annoyed at him, but I quickly decide that there's time for that later. It's probably only a matter of minuted before he's blowing cold once again.

I return the kiss, a hand braced against his chest. Why is he doing this? I'm not any more Catholic now than I was four minutes ago.