Cecilia moved in close then, feet flat on the ground as she pressed against his chest and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. She hid her face in his chest and breathed deeply. She wanted to memorize his smell, his taste, and a million other details. The desire to be affectionate with him had totally silenced her worries for the time being, and she was so comfortable. Contented, even. She felt a vague certainty that she'd freak out and second guess herself again later when she was alone, but she couldn't bring herself to think about that now.
After another deep breath she withdrew only slightly, just enough to look up at him and take a step backwards. "Come sit with me, then."