Zoe furiously blushed because the semi-dark was one thing but it was broad daylight now and the covers weren't on them in this position so it was sweet that he covered her with his body so you still couldn't see the naughty bits. She looked panicked but his kiss knocked her thoughts out her head, her arms going around his neck, pressing even more into him as they kissed. When it broke, she said breathlessly, "I do.." she was giving him something no one had before, not willingly at least, her trust. She kept him close, "But.. we still need to talk." no matter how amazing his kisses were, she still wasn't that girl. And she didn't want to regret it. Though.. being in his arms, tasting his lips.. she felt like she'd never regret it.
She kissed him, "When you get back." even if it wasn't years, it might be months. She could wait months, couldn't she? What was she waiting for anyways? What was this? Ugh, don't ask these questions..