Lips finally release their hold, freeing his earlobe. Shivers course up and down spine. It was getting far too difficult to keep her hands..and mouth..off of him. Once upon a time, she thought perhaps it was just their closeness that got her all `spun up`, but now it just seemed to be him. He affected her in a way no one else ever had, nor was likely to again. And it scared her, but at the same time, she craved it. She didn't want to just be his friend, but then, she didn't really want to throw herself at him. Until she told him she loved him, she could simply play off these `accidents` as just that. Rejection from him would be too hard to face, so she'd just have to hold her peace.