God, she craves the sound of that laugh. Rumbled in the back of his throat, humming against her skin. She presses her chest into his broad hands, tongue tracing the shell of his ear.

"Just trying to keep it fresh for you, Doc," she teases, nipping at his earlobe. She's not particular about where they have sex, but she does enjoy the thrill of sneaking around with him. He's a good sport, at least.

She presses another few kisses against his jaw, hand slipping into his trousers to massage him gently through his underwear.

"You're not planning to spend all of leave in Georgia, are you?"