"We need..." Daryl licked his lips. Why was it so hard to think, when she was around? He hadn't had that problem on the train, but right then, his brain felt like complete and utter mush.
"Somewhere." He nodded. "Somewhere to go." So he could rip her clothes off and have his way with her. That's what it was. he needed to touch her, feel her, kiss her all over. Every inch of her under his hands and bare for the caress of his lips.