The way she kissed him back, the manner in which she returned his sentiment, the smile she turned up at him before placing their laced fingers on her stomach, how incredibly happy he was at that moment, as well as something he could not quite define, all added up to a sudden and urgent need for her. As soon as the words were out of her mouth, he was kissing her again, his arms going around her and his hands starting to roam, before he was really aware of what he was doing. But, as soon as he realized, he ended it, slightly ashamed of himself. This was not about bedding her-- well, not at this point,-- and besides that, he was not even sure they could now.
"Sorry," he mumbled, resting his forehead on hers and trying to calm down while still keeping her close.