How many drinks had Marcie had? Cathal was doing the quick mental maths on that, but he didn't think it had been that many. Enough to be slightly buzzed, perhaps, but not enough that it would be taking advantage.
Cathal gave her a small but warm smile and leaned towards her, lifting on hand and putting it against her cheek. He look in her face like that for a moment, admiring the curve of her lips, and then said, "yes. I'd like to kiss you."
And so he did, leaning in to gently kiss Marcie, his hand still on her cheek.