Deliquesce.

He pulled her by the wrist, into the aureate sunlight, gazing into her eyes like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time. "The darkest brown I've ever seen, most beautiful even," he whispered. His grip loosened around her wrist, the other hand caressing her face.. She stood on her toes, trying to level her lips to his. He smiled, bending down to her, embracing her lips with his, pulling her out of sobriety.

 Her heart was conquered, her lungs, breathless; she was dissolved, completely, in his sweet breath. His lips, wet with wild passion, his eyes, moist with dedication, pulled away from her mouth. She opened her eyes as a sense of urgency took over her body- she felt that he was about to disappear. 

Fade into unreality. Diminish into a lucid dream.

She vulnerably gripped the edge of his shirt, preventing his escape into fantasy, compelling him to stay. 

Sensing her fear, he held her hand in his, murmuring, "Relax. I'm right here. Where will I go without you by my side ?"

She believed his words and let her guard down. 

Probably her worst mistake ever.