"It's fine, " Marina says involuntarily.
She looks at him blankly. She did not want to scare him with any kind of offending emotion.
"Yes, um.... really?" ----------- gives her a quizzical look.
"Yes, quite alright."
----------- looks at her and then smiles, his face turning pink. He looks so hansom when he smiles.
"Would you come closer?" he asks as he looks at his feet.
"Sure... yes, I will, " Marina says blankly. Marina gets up and moves toward him. She feels her muscles tingle and writhe. By God, she hopes she is not being twitchy. She inches her way toward him and stands close to his chair. He looks up and studies her face. His face breaks into a childish smile. He lifts himself up from his chair. His movements are suddenly masculine and mature. He looks at Marina boldy and reaches his hand to the side of her face, tipping her chin up to receive his kiss, this time fuller and more aggressive. She kisses back, leaning forward.