War

Hal had only been thinking of their playful battle until he saw how deeply Sam was looking into his eyes. Though she broke her stare, he'd seen it, and it was enough to shoot a chill down his spine. As she yielded, he blinked, only now really realizing just what kind of position they were in. And the temptation to stay right there sent heat up the back of his neck.

"I guess I better let you up then, huh?" He was still trying to catch his breath as he swallowed hard and searched her eyes. Every ounce of common sense told him to get up, but he lingered anyway. "Unless you like losing the war..."