The kiss isn't much more than a press of lips and Martin's eyes do flicker to the curling script and away again as she moves.
When she says he's allowed to look at her, he's embarrassed and ducks his head. He does smile though. Embarrassed or not, he's pleased. His eyes flick back up from his tea to see her bending to retrieve her plate. His blush probably couldn't get worse than it already is, but she's certainly not helping it get better any time soon.
He smiles up at her from the bed, and sips his tea while he tries very hard not to think about Kaidy twirling. Or other things that are not entirely helpful while he's only wearing a sheet.
The quiet stretches for a moment or two, before Martin realises that he should probably say something... Too bad he can't think of anything to say. Um...
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When she says he's allowed to look at her, he's embarrassed and ducks his head. He does smile though. Embarrassed or not, he's pleased. His eyes flick back up from his tea to see her bending to retrieve her plate. His blush probably couldn't get worse than it already is, but she's certainly not helping it get better any time soon.
He smiles up at her from the bed, and sips his tea while he tries very hard not to think about Kaidy twirling. Or other things that are not entirely helpful while he's only wearing a sheet.
The quiet stretches for a moment or two, before Martin realises that he should probably say something... Too bad he can't think of anything to say. Um...