In moments like these, there was such a genuine sweetness about Tanis that made Sinead's hearts do somersaults. The young woman ahead of her was charged with a violent offence and still it seemed like it had taken everything in her to muster the bravery to ask permission to kiss Sinead.<br/>It was utterly mouthwatering, the implications thrilling beyond expression.<br/>Sinead's smile reflected some of that, seemingly pleased by the turn of events.<br/>Seeing that shyness in Tanis' posture, Sinead shifted. It was clear that Sinead brought such baggage to the interaction that it proved intimidating, and Sinead wanted to do everything she could to ease that transition. Stepping closer to the other woman, Sinead's fingertips barely caught Tanis' waist.<br/>"Yes," Sinead replied, sweetly but barely able to contain a grin. She would have kisses Tanis herself with an ounce of doubt, but once again, Sinead didn't want to take that away from Tanis.<br/>There was something dizzying about the way her fingertips could catch at the ribbon of Tanis' apron. "I'd like that."