Her thoughts were a mass of confusion, what else was she unaware of about Desmond if she did not even know the name for what he was, or that his blood could heal. "You saved my life?" She whispered as he warned her of danger, asking for her to free herself from him for he were the danger that she should fear. Backing away with bare feet and palms pressing into the floorboards beneath the two of them she was once more reminded of the boy back home and of her broken heart as Desmond's hands reached for her, tugging her back as his hands worked their way up her thigh until finally she sat before him, her skirt bunched high on her hips and he, gripping her hips, begging for more.
"Desmond..." She drew a shaky breath, his touch was unrecognized, she'd never even once let her long time boyfriend drink in her bare skin like this, yet here she was with her only friend at Alden as chills raced along her spine and the length of her legs beneath his hands. Once more he spoke of her safety and the edge of his tone bordered insanity, a longing for something that she could not begin to comprehend. With a hint of her own sexual urges rising to the forefront of her mind Beth was dizzy and blinded for just a moment before the reminder of all that she was and all that she held sacred came back to her, she bit down upon her bottom lip and looked to the beautiful man before her, shaking her head in a side to side fashion, asking that he not act on his animalistic desires.
"You don't have to do this... please... don't do this..." She begged as her hands moved atop his, gripping them as she struggled to remove them from her waist and lower her skirt once more as somewhere deep in the back of her mind she reconsidered the possibility of just giving in as he so wished to, she plucked the playback of a kiss they'd once shared in her far off dream like state and her stomach twisted with desire but she knew that she could not betray her heart so she begged once more, "please don't... I want this to be about love." And though that were the truth, she did long for her first time to be about love Beth knew that one day someone would call her on such a thing, accuse her of telling lies because after all did she not love her boyfriend of three years. It was much more than just that for Beth that she could not gather the proper understanding and wording to describe what that precious moment meant for her, to give it away, to give her most precious of gifts to someone... it scared her.
Freeing herself of him she withdrew to opposing wall as she tucked her chin down and set her eyes on the floor before her, her fingers picking at the fraying fabric of her skirt that had once been torn. "You wouldn't get it...I'm scared, okay..." And then she quickly changed the subject, "did you know that Danny asked me to marry him the last night that I was in Oklahoma?... I said no and I wasn't sure why back then, maybe fear but last night he grew angry when I mentioned how you were my only friend here and that I'd lost you, he was accusatory and he spoke with such negativity towards you... towards all supernaturals, he said I was stupid for coming out here..." She sighed softly as her heart ached once more, "I was thinking about that conversation and the hatred of the world when I was attacked, how sad it must be for someone to hate and despise another life... I'm glad I turned him down the night." She was rambling, fumbling over her words, and struggling to make sense of her own life.
"How do you know when it's right?" She asked now, lifting her gaze to meet with his, "in your heart... not your head or your body... how do you know?"