Marcie laughed over the way his accent sounded on the word "icky". "You're adorable," she giggled.
Most of the time, she'd known a guy was a bit of a dick before she'd gotten too involved, just so she wasn't disillusioned later. But she'd been after a particular thing, and a summer fling hadn't been it. She wouldn't have a summer fling with an asshole.
She leaned forward to take the wine glass out of Cathal's hand and set it aside, then leaned into him to kiss him warmly, finding a comfortable spot up against him to enable more of the same.