He praised her again and she smiled, it was not the tone he used in training sessions. Softer, warmer, a voice meant only for her.

Then another kiss, he drew her close and she pressed against him. The contact made thinking clearly impossible. Her thoughts could not be bothered with the trifles or logic, not while he was there with her like this.

He broke their kiss bur remained close, in contact with her. His hand pressed to her side, holding her to him. "We belong to the program." She agreed, unable to nod without moving from him. She knew the reality of their positions, even if her feelings on the matter had changed.

Whatever the risk involved she was as willing to take it as he, and she slid her arms around him to let him know that. Her lips found his again, more bold than before. She became the aggressive one, whispering his name between movements of her lips.

She knew the program dictated who they belonged to, but she knew her heart was already claimed.