Catching him with a hand on his shoulder before he could pull away completely, Anne leaned in and stole one more kiss, a little longer and warmer than just a quick peck.

She could hardly help it, after all. If someone was going to kiss her, darn it they were going to do it right.

Letting him go, she grinned and stood, blowing him a farewell kiss with a playful wink.

"I'll be waiting." she singsonged before turning on her heel and strolling away, mocha in hand. Not one to leave a man hanging, she deliberately added a little extra swing to her step for his benefit.

If he was going to stare at her ass while she walked away...and she was ninety percent sure he was staring at her ass...why not give him something to look at? It was only fair.