"You're welcome, though you know, the pleasure's been mine," Sam said with a smile, stepping back just to pocket his phone once again, while one of his hands stayed in contact with her, brushing against her arm. "Seriously, I don't know what I was expecting out of today, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't this, and this is way better than anything I'd been hoping." He kept his hand tucked in his pocket, and tried to figure out his next move. Kissing her again might lead to other things, and it was already his intention to keep it from leading to clothes removal today. But he wasn't sure if leaving now would give the wrong impression.
"I should get back," Sam said, his tone giving off just the faintest hint of resignation and hating to go. "I know I'm in for a rash of shit from Dean about this. I'm pretty sure he knew who you are, and he's ready to spring the whole Virgin Mother thing on me. It's bad enough when I go out with women, but this? This is going to get me double the harassment. Worth it, though." He shrugged and smiled, looking into her eyes.