Andrew chuckled softly as she punched his shoulder playfully, figuring it was safe to do so, now that she'd calmed down a little, and they could make jokes without hurting the others feelings. He gave another shrug of his shoulders. "I don't know. I guess I just have a trustworthy face." He rolled his eyes at his choice of words. "Or maybe you just needed to unload all your pain on someone, and convieniently enough, I just so happened to be here." The corner of his mouth turned up in a smirk. "But I wasn't lying to you about what I said before. I won't tell anyone else what you said, if you don't want me to."
Sophie smiled softly at his kindness, her heart skipping a beat as she gazed into those tender hazel green eyes of his. What was happening to her? Was she falling in love with a guy she just barely met? Oh get a hold of yourself Sophie! "Th-thank you, Dr. Barnett."
"Call me Andrew," he told her. Even he was starting to feel an attraction to the person beside him, and not in a "I-wanna-be-your-best-friend" kind of way. Romantically. They were dangerously close on the bed, close enough that their lips were almost touching one another, as scary and awkward a thought as that might seem for ether one of them. Was he falling in love with her too? "And you don't have to apologize. I'm here if you need someone to lean on or to listen," he said softly, becoming more and more mesmerized and transfixed on her sparkling eyes, as tearful as they were at the moment.
Suddenly, before he realized what was happening, he lifted his left hand to her cheek, cupping it in his hand, brushing a few stray tears away with the pad of his thumb then tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. A moment of quiet fell between the two of them, the only sound coming from the strong beeping of her heart monitor, that was gradually becoming faster as he began to lean in. His eyes fell shut of their own accord as his lips met hers in a tender kiss, sending his heart into overdrive just like hers.