For some reason Eve couldn't explain fully, she decided to stand up, instead of staying put and enjoying Jack and his utter sweetness. She had tried very hard not to break the wonderful kiss, but she had to, for brief seconds, so she could stand closer to Jack.
With him sitting and her standing, she could reach him better, and at least she wouldn't have to be entangling her legs with the stool to stop it from rotating.
It was beginning to feel like she needed a little more body contact, which made her wrap her arms around his neck, and snuggle up to him as much as she could, given that he was sitting. Jack felt so soft, so right, that she was happy, right now.