<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/0fad661f-2097-45f4-bf1d-23e897b819e7_zpstsde0are.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Indira Quinn<br/><strong>Status:</strong> Employee - Hotel Director<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong> August 8, 2018 | 2:00 p.m.<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Cliff beside a waterfall<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Yellow bikini<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Andres Oliveira <strong>Mentioned:</strong> N/A<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong> None</span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">The kiss was unexpected. But then maybe that was what she had needed. Her body trembled in the wake of her daring jump but surprise held her lips still through the first press of warmth against them. Her eye wide open to see what was plainly in front of her.<br/><br/>She could have brushed the kiss off as excitement. As eager enthusiasm. As congratulations for not being a damn wimp still waiting up at the top. However, the second kiss told her it was none of those things. Not really. The second kiss offered her a choice. A chance to recognize her predicament and retreat if that was what she wished. It offered her a chance to return to her safe little shell where nothing could reach her. Where temptation would roll off to fall unnoticed by the wayside. <br/><br/>Yet, she didn't move.<br/><br/>Not until the third time Andres came in close. His lips pressed to hers and Indira found herself moving forward, meeting that warmth head on rather than retreating. One taste. It wasn't wrong was it? To have just one small taste? Just one moment?<br/><br/>She felt the hand he'd settled on her, first to assist but now it seemed to radiate with more heat than it should have in the water. It was like a lure. Unable to help herself she moved closer but finally pulled her lips back from the kiss, instantly torn. <br/><br/>"I... Andres...," she licked her lips without thought, "I should--I should go. I mean... this was great and all but..." But she had moved closer. Her words, jumbled as they were, did not match her actions or the creeping desire that snaked up her spine. Her hand had shifted to hold his arm in turn but she could all but feel him mere inches away. His body was fit, strong, and she swore she could imagine exactly how he would feel up against her, the solid wall of his chest pushing against her breasts. <br/><br/>"...I'm still your boss, Andres." She finished lamely, knowing already that she was in far deeper than she had anticipated.</span>