Allison was in a slightly better position, so with a move that she owed entirely to the years of gymnastics training she'd done, she reached out to catch the door with her foot and help him shove it closed, all without pulling away from him.
There were half a dozen things she could've said, half a dozen things she probably should have said, but they'd have all been a perfectly good waste of the moment. Why use words when actions were serving just as well? Running on that logic she pulled her hands away but only to rest one against his chest, slide the fingers of her other into his still damp hair, and tug his head down to kiss him.