Her eyes fluttered open, dark and alive with a fire that very few ever saw. Sofía, lips reddened from the kiss, couldn't let go of him, as thought worried that Bash would just disappear into an inappropriate daydream. She welcomed the closeness, the soft puff of his breath against her skin. Had she done something wrong? Was that why he'd stopped?
"Hi." It was silly, but it was the only thing that came to mind to say. Being pinned against a counter had never been so - dare she think it? - sexy. Now she was a little worried about what he was thinking, something fluttering behind her ribs. For some reason, Sofía decided that distracting Bash was the best course of action, so she kissed him again.