"Casey …" he whispered my name then caressed the side of my cheek as he looked at me with bedroom eyes through his eyelashes. Before I could act, his lips gently touched mine. I struggled for a moment, but then something inside of me took over as the kiss grew stronger. He lifted me off the floor as if I were nothing, pulling me into his arms, sliding his arm under my legs and back, cradling me, while never breaking the kiss. He carried me to a wooden locker room bench, laying me across his lap as his hand trailed down the side of my body, stopping at my leg, and then he slipped his hand into the crook of my knee and pulled it up closer to him. Passion enveloped us both as his lips explored and mine responded. Then, his hands moved to the front of my insurgent's uniform to the front buttons …