"Silly girl, nothing can happen to me," Vincent said as he continued to hug her. Pulling away from her, he remarked cheekily, "Why don't you give me your hand so that I can snack on something. Sadly, they don't offer snacks here."
Vincent caught her upper lip between his lips, tugging it enough to cause a hurricane in her chest. With his hand behind her ear, he weaved his fingers through her golden-blonde locks of hair, and continued kissing her.
He tucked one side of Eve's hair before resting his hand behind her ear. He said, "Let me steal a little more of you." She gripped the front of his shirt as if, deep down in her heart, it was something she wanted. Closing the gap between their lips, he kissed her.Â
It wasn't that he couldn't do it. Building something took a lot of time and effort, and it took only a matter of seconds to break it. He prefered to keep Eve as his friend than drive her away from him forever.