"No, don't leave," Peter said, breathless from their closeness. He couldn't stop himself from reaching out, but managed to keep from actively embracing Jacob. "I don't mind your company."
He made himself take a step back, so they were at a more appropriate distance, and placed the half empty plate on a passing tray. "Would you like to get cider and walk among the trees? I can pretend to feel festive for one night I guess." Anything to keep Jacob from wandering off.