Stefan wrapped his arms tight around her holding her to him. For her brief second when her lips were on his, he felt complete again for the first time since coming to this place. How could he resist her when she was like this? Why would he?
"Elena, don't say sorry. Please don't say sorry. I want you too; you know I do. I'm just trying to do the right thing." His voice was full of the conflict he was feeling and he hoped she'd be able to tell he really didn't want to reject her. "I would have kissed you a thousand times tonight if I was sure it was right. More than that! I love you..." His voice trailed off and he pulled his head back a little from her. He lifted his hand to cup her cheek, encouraging her to look up at him. "I love you, Elena."