She shivers at his kiss, at his soft words, and presses forward to hug him, her forehead nudging against the curve of his neck. He's warm and comforting and sweet and she is in major, major trouble when it comes to her feelings for him, but she just can't stop herself.

She doesn't want to. "We should get back," she murmurs. "Aunt Peggy will be coming to check in on me soon."