"Good," Kate said, kissing Hannibal one more time before she turned and threw open her bedroom door without even bothering to put on a shirt. Sam had seen her in a bathing suit before, he could deal with her in a bra. It kind of drove home the point of the whole situation, too.

Grabbing the door, she wrenched it open, then leaned out, staring at Sam with a smile that looked a little more like she was gritting her teeth than anything. "Hannibal says hi. What's up?"