Admittedly, he was already feeling like a total dork about and around Mary, something he was not exactly sure how to handle. He liked her, he was attracted to her, and he really, really did like her. Somehow that made him stumble over his thoughts, the ones that were not lost in the ether anyway, and feel ridiculously awkward at times. He had never had a problem with females before, so the fact that he was beginning to now, at least over Mary...it was nearly unsettling.
Emboldened by the fact that she had not moved away, at least not entirely, and then relaxed, Slav purposefully forgot about Maddie and Erik not far away and focused solely on Mary.
This was something softer than kissing Maddie or Ella, even if they were far from his mind, something different. Well, for him it was. He was not rushing through kissing her, as he angled his mouth over hers. On her hip, his fingers flexed in a mixture of unconscious and conscious desire to pull her closer. Not that there was much closer to go, only a few inches separated them.