Frank was going to walk away. He was going to do something, anything, to calm himself after the kiss, but Lauren was having none of it.<br/><br/>She pulled him in for another.<br/><br/>This one was more purposeful, as it came from Lauren this time. This time, it was HER tongue that took center stage. It was HER mouth that led in this go round.<br/><br/>Frank felt himself grow below the belt. Her hot mouth got him hard. Not engorged, but pleasantly plump.<br/><br/>When the second kiss ended, their faces inches apart, Frank breathed, "Jesus. It's been a long time since a girl has kissed me like that. What the hell are you doing to me, Lauren de Salle?"<br/><br/>Frank cleared his throat and tried to gather himself. "You umm...you and I...we have things to plan. They're going to be coming at us hard. Presuming Connors and Melvin are the same person. I don't know why I should be surprised. Chicago is about a crooked town as there is in this country."<br/><br/>Frank looked down at Lauren, who was still enveloped in his strong arms.<br/><br/>"You and I against the world."