Ashleigh knew that she didn't have to explain herself to him but she wanted to. She wanted him to know what was going on with her, what was going through her head. A part of her believed that he would want to know these things.
"Yeah," she answered with a slight sigh. "And soon, too."
Honestly, she hadn't really been bothered by the way he'd attacked her. It had just been overwhelming at the time because she was sure that he was after something she couldn't give him. If any other, normal, making out session had started in the same fashion, she wouldn't have freaked out nearly as much.
She leaned up slightly and pressed her lips to his. When she pulled back again, she whispered, "If you want... we can... I can, you know, do other things."
Even if she had no reason to, she felt sort of bad for stopping him.