[ aaah, kisses. well, one kiss. but she's learn that there is something fundamentally different about Just One Kiss in general, and Just One Kiss from Peter Parker. ... not that she has much experience kissing anybody else, but the point! the point is that he kisses her and keeps his face close, and it takes every ounce of self-control to not chase down that One Kiss, turn it into another one, and another one. but no! nope. not the time. there's some part of her that's hardwired to crave this closeness, sharing her space with him, moving her face just to feel her nose nudge against his ( her heart, it's her heart, that's the part of her that craves this ), but she has to ignore it, for now. just for a little bit, at least. ]

Has it? [ she sounds a bit distracted, and that's because she totally is, but then she's pulling in a breath, her hand moving to his neck, pressed under his jaw so her thumb can brush over his cheek. real, real, real. but uh, right. focus, Stacy. ] Why- How is that possible? You were just- I was just on the phone with you, before I got here. It's only been a couple of days.