Shit, this was happening. “Where?” Kate breathed against Ella’s lips. They were never going to make it to a bed. Kate’s hands roaming over Ella’s body in this bathroom stall were making it difficult to hang on to any rational thought. “Yours?” Ella was leaning against the tiles. The cold surface helping her cling onto sanity. Kate’s palm on her breast had other ideas. “Too far.” Those lips on her neck and she was spinning...