Her eyes were still closed and her fingers were traveling back up his body, not stopping until she felt his lips. They rested there, and she tipped her head to the side, her smile going from thin and wary to accepting. She wasn't able to mask the fact that she was cracking and hurting, but she accepted that she was going to have to feel those things. She didn't care that she did, she wanted to be brave and strong for him.

"I'll stay, but I can't have sex with you. I'm not ready, and I'm not going to put you into second place by turning you into the other guy. If this ever happens again, and I hope that it does someday, I want it to be because we're both first to each other."

She cracked open one eye then, and peered up at him as she put on her best smile. Through all of the pain and sadness she was feeling, there was also a hope underneath it all, that maybe at the end of all of the fighting he would decide that she was worth fighting for.