His mutter made her smile, just a little though his next words only made her turn away from him. She grabbed up her shoes, hopping on one foot as she put each one on and searched around for her underwear which she finally found obviously thrown during the... no, she wasn't going to think about that.
It was his tone which made her stop, that little plead which had her turning to him once more. It felt like she was being ripped apart, her heart breaking a little as she just stared at him for a moment. It would show in her face, the searing pain which fizzled through her, the confusion and hesitation. After a moment she stepped up to him and in a rush, brash movement pressed her lips to his in a final kiss. Hand cupped his cheek and she wanted nothing more than to beg him to make her stay. The kiss was urgent, hungry, raw, there was nothing sweet about it but a stolen moment.
Alicia lingered against him, committing to memory how he felt against her, how he tasted on her tongue, his scent and the slight scratch of stubble against her palm. This couldn't happen, if he knew why she was leaving in such a rush he would hate her and she wasn't sure she could handle that.
"Someone else," she told him, tears brimming as her voice cracked and she stepped back and apperated with a final, "I'm sorry."