Ovulation.

You sat in the briefing room, next to Price as you felt your heat slowly rising in your lower area. You took a sharp deep breath, trying to let it pass, though you knew that was going to be a while.

Shifting uncomfortably, trying to focus on anything else then that lingering feeling.

Price noticed your body language, the way you kept readjusting in your seat, he knew. While your mind raced with dirty thoughts, his hand slowly reached under the table to you.