"Oh, I know it is mostly true. However, I can think of a good temporary fix."

She gets up, crosses the space between them in two steps, and settles herself on the arm of his chair.

"Your kiss was enough for me to consider more carefully the effects of some hotheadedness," Coyote says. "Perhaps I could persuade you to be more selfish."

She reaches forward carefully, and undoes the top button of his shirt.