Harper could feel his heart racing, as he debated internally for a split second what he was about to do. He was certain that he had finally realised what signals Philip had been sending, and that Harper had been sending them back. Surely this would come as no great surprise to Philip. And now that he had moved closer, it was too late to back out now. Looking at Philip's slightly messy hair and kind, hazel eyes, Harper was feeling like he could easily get lost in them for hours. Swallowing slightly, Harper made up his mind. Honesty was after all the best policy. So he brought his hand up from the shelf and towards Philip's face, leaning in and down slightly to aim for a kiss.