[ He'll steal another kiss at that, one that hints at the faintest bit of hunger that has nothing to do with food and everything to do with you. ]

I mean that. [ He says that with a smile when he pulls back, breathless, and one hand is now drawing you closer, because he misses the solidness of your body against his. ]

I thought you were gorgeous. It... [ he hesitates a little, and wets his lips at that. ] I couldn't look away. But I had to, because you were just so beautiful it hurt.