She shouldn't have been surprised, really. She had acted like she wanted to be, holding hands with him all the time, giving him kisses every now and then. How could she tell him that she wasn't quite ready for all that without hurting him? Suddenly she felt like she was dragging him along and felt guilty.
She took her hand from his gently, not wanting to mislead him anymore. "James, I really do like you," she said. "I just...I don't know if I'm ready for a that kind of a relationship. I guess I'm just needing some time, if that's alright. I mean, I have a great time with you and I find I always want to be in your company. But...this is a big deal. I mean, we only recently started talking and then we kind of just fall into this relationship? Maybe if we take things slow, I'll be ok with being your girlfriend." She glanced up to look at him, hoping she wouldn't see disappointment in his eyes, but understanding.