That movement of her lips as she breathed his name. It was the only motivation that Eric needed to know that kissing her was the right move. The only move.
It was easier for him to move to her, shifting so that they were close enough together to be able to continue much easier. His arms curled around her, not too tight, but enough to hold her gently against himself.
He kissed her again, keeping it gentle despite himself. For so long he had yearned to be this close to her, and now they could be. How the other of him hadn't been with her before. And part of him was glad the other of himself had passed her up and that there wasn't history. It gave them oppertunity to start fresh.