Clara remained silent and awaited patiently for the lunch materials to be passed to her.  She wasn't planning on making a big sandwich but she was halpy to see that Fr. Luke was trying to be conservative with the materials for her.  Suddenly she heard the sound of a cell phone, his cellphone.  She listened as he seemed to get into an argument involving his relation to her, causing her to frown.  He came back over to Clara, looking like a lost puppy.  He wanted to know where their relationship stood, but Clara didn't even know the answer to that one.  She liked him but she didn't want him to risk his job.<br/>Her heart started to pound faster and faster as he inched closer and closer to her face.  At first, Clara had planned to let the kiss happen, up until the moment where their lips had finally, but barely touched.  "Luke....Don't..." She said quietly.  She liked how his lips felt against hers, even if the contact was simply a gentle brush.  She pulled back and pushed him away slightly by holding by the wrists with her own small hands.  "Listen, I like you.  But, I can't let us do something that could get you fired..." She said as she looked into his eyes solemnly and gave him a kiss on the cheek before she let go of him.