Marcie tilted her head up to look at him. "Is it over already?" she asked, stroking her fingers lightly through his chest hair. "There's still that wine in the fridge... it's not like I have a curfew..." She definitely wasn't in a hurry to stop things now. The night was still young, and give it a glass of wine and half an hour, and she would definitely be keen to go again. Cathal looked just as hot naked as she thought he would.