Mara nodded her head and then shut her eyes as Galen kissed her -- again, softly, gently -- and so she responded in kind until he pulled away from her. She wasn't sure which was more confusing, having any sort of feelings for the man or touching him, kissing him, in this way. Surely he heard how loud her heart was pounding in her chest?

She nodded her head again, not trusting her own voice just yet, then watched as he shut his eyes. She reached her hand to his eyelids, carefully skimming them, then pulled away as he spoke.

"Sounds good." She coughed, trying to regain her voice and strength. "R'alla it is, then." But he'd broken something inside of her with that kiss and touch, giving her something she'd never had, and she wanted more of it. Mara stood on her tiptoes and brushed her lips back and forth, slowly, across his.