As soon as Kitty's hand slid around to the back of his neck, his own hand that had been cupping her cheek moved to thread through the silky strands of her hair. Wyatt hadn't been asking for permission but when she became a partner in kissing, a knot that he hadn't known was in his chest, loosened.

Reluctantly he broke the kiss, more to give them time to breathe than any other excuse. His forehead rested against hers, "I should probably apologize for that but I won't. I will apologize for the timing of it though." He had meant to comfort her and distract her. He certainly hadn't meant to kiss her in order to do that but he was glad he'd taken that step.