She didn't want him to go, she didn't want him to move. She wanted him to stay right there with her for the rest of the day. It was almost a frightening thought. Shaking her head she gave a grunt and tightened her arms around him, silently suggesting that he wasn't going to go anywhere.

"I like you here, I don't want you to go." She finally muttered into his chest, half hoping that he wouldn't hear her, saving her the embarrassment of potential rejection.

What the fuck was she saying? She didn't even know his last name!