Del tilted her head, looking at him confused for a moment before he turned her whole world upside down. Letting out a soft noise, more gasp than squeal, Del smiled up at Robb as his body covered hers. Reaching up to brush her fingertips against his cheeks, Del smiled softly and shook her head.

"No, I don't think anything will." Del replied sliding her fingers through his hair. He was covering her and still she felt exposed, almost fragile. Del leaned up, arching her body into his so she could brush her lips against his. "I don't mind."