You had your arms securely wrapped around her waist, her hands on your chest. She had no long ago arrived from one of her expeditions, and had missed you dearly. Even if she was usually independent, she didn't know what had crossed her mind when she reciprocated your feelings. But she was still getting used to having someone else in her life besides her butler.

She leaned in, capturing your lips in a brief but loving kiss. She sled her arms from your chest to your neck. In that exact moment, came her butler, Winston, slowly walking with a tray of tea to serve.

Hearing the steps on the wooden floor, she quickly pulled away from you, feeling a lot embarrassed by the situation she got caught in. Winston wasn't oblivious to your relationship, but she was still getting used to having you around.

"Excuse me, Ms. Croft." He said, putting the tray on one of the coffee tables. "Would you and your partner like some tea?" He enquired.

She turned towards you, a slight approximation between the two of you once again. "Would you like some?" She asked, her hand gently resting on your forearm.