Henry couldn't stop it. God help him, but he wanted to. The need grew more intense with every heartbeat, every breath. This wasn't anything at all like anything in the world he'd ever experienced before. He had to. He was going to explode if he didn't. He stood. Somehow he stood. He didn't know where he found the strength to. What remained of the rational part of his brain screamed at him to stay exactly where he was and make sure she got away from him.

It was like his body wasn't his own as he found himself kissing her.