Carlos laughed softly. Not at Mag, but at the fact that they were both doing this awkward dance where they tried to figure out the other's interest level. He really appreciated that she wasn't getting all huffy about the fact that sometimes he couldn't be here, as much as he might want to.
He leaned down, his hand moving to cup her chin and tilt her head up so his lips could meet hers.
The kiss was a little more tentative than the first kiss. This one was almost a question. Almost. It was also a reassurance that he was definitely interested in being more than friends.