With a quick breath, she's being pulled along, and she worries that someone will see. If someone sees, inevitably there will be talk, and he doesn't need that kind of rumor and innuendo.

In a whirlwind, the tray is down, she's being pushed against the wall with a grunt and groan and then - oh, and then, he's kissing her like he's a thirsty man and he's her oasis.

"Maddening man."