It had been years.

The last time she had seen him was when she was fifteen.

She was eighteen.

He was hot.

He had grown a bit, and stood in front of her now, awkwardly retracing her and absorbing her.

She found herself inwardly laughing.

You could SO have had that...

Yes, she could have.

But she recognized a spark in his eyes as they traced her mouth.\

Screw "could have had that"...

She could still have that.