Grace's body tensed.  She couldn't stop it; the kiss took her completely by surprise.  When Lily broke off and curled up against her, Grace wrapped her arms tightly over her shoulders--to keep her close, yes, but with enough strength to prevent her from moving up again.  She needed time to process what had just happened.  But there wasn't any time.  Lily was right there, now, and undoubtedly waiting for something.  Acceptance.  Rejection.  Something.

[color=forestgreen]"Um...We should at least go eat dinner, though,"[/color] she stuttered.  She avoided.  [color=forestgreen]"It's still half-finished and on the stove.  And food is good!  Food... definitely helps..."[/color]  Grace loosened her grip and pulled her head and chest back so she could try to make eye contact with Lily, offering her the best smile she could, praying desperately it didn't look weird.