The fact that something was was going on behind those shadowed blue eyes as he stood there was obvious, and the tightening of his arms on her waist made her look up at him more clearly. "I don't want to go either," she said after the chaste kiss, because it was true. The words were said with something akin to fear; confessions like that terrified her, but she felt the need to say it anyway. She didn't expect a similar confession from him; didn't need one - his eyes were expressive enough without the words.
She touched her fingers to his lips after he kissed her chastely. The touch was possessive and the look in her eyes was soft, wanting. "You won't disappear?"