Mary let out a little yelp when he grabbed her, followed by a laugh. She tipped slightly forward, still a little drunk even after their frightening encounter. Her arms went around his neck in order to steady herself.

"Didn't realize that I already belonged to you... and that Jim Kirk doesn't let go without a fight." There was a wild look in his eyes that she knew was more than the rum. He looked like a tiger about to claim his territory.