Sam put his arms around Stevie and pulled her close, pressing his forehead against hers. He was still cold, but having her so close did help to warm him. He looked into her eyes in much the same way as she looked into his. There was desire in his eyes, but he was nervous, as evidenced by how fast his heart was beating. 

"I never want to lose you, and no matter what comes our way, I won't let it happen. Whether it is people with guns, other werewolves, or just the cold air, we'll face it together. I don't know how long we'll be stuck under this bridge, but as long as we hold each other close, we'll be fine." He said as he started to rub her back. There was still desire in his eyes mixed with fear. They had a lot to be afraid about when it came to the future, but for the moment, he did not care.