If you will let me I will love you as a son." As she spoke she held his right hand in both of hers, and then she lifted up her face and kissed his cheek.
He could not stay her words, nor could he refuse the kiss.

And yet to him the kiss was as the kiss of Judas, and the words were false words, plotted words, pre-arranged, so that after hearing them there should be no escape for him.

But he would escape.

He resolved again, even then, that he would escape; but he could not answer her words at the moment.
Though Mrs.O'Hara held him by the hand, Kate still hung to his other arm.

He could not thrust her away from him.