Taken aback by his enthusiasm, Hannah recoiled.  “I..I meant for you to come by this evening not right at this moment.”  Confused by his reaction to her kiss, (who winks unless they are expecting something more?)  Confused, she scrambled to her feet. “Um, I need to leave.  Let me call you later.”  She fled, heart racing, stomach in a twist.  Maybe he was expecting more, his idea of her invitation as a brazen declaration of something more.  She only meant the kiss as an attempt to show her interest in love together.  Maybe this was wrong. Maybe he didn't feel as deeply as she did.