When she finally caught his eyes, and saw an answering hunger there, Maggie gasped audibly at the spike in her own energy. Her body floods like he's already touching her and her legs don't appear to be working, She can't take so much as a step towards him. It almost feels like it's the way it has to be; pursuit in a way.

"Come here," she managed to whisper and her eyes raked down his body, venturing past the waistband. And what she sees there, wedged uncomfortably in his jeans, rips another gasp from her throat.