Offering herself in the vaguest, most secretive way, Stevie leaned back into the counter's edge and simply stared back at him with a smile that questioned his.

To Lee it was more than a hint. It was an invitation. More kisses for mum indeed. He made his move as deliberately slowly as possible, putting down his glass beside her and closing in the distance.

It seemed that the premise of him being her son had dropped away for a moment, because they were not seeing each other that way. Stevie licked her lips and put down her own empty glass, noting how his hands came up to her waist and...