Edward's smile mirrored hers, and just for a moment it felt like they were lost in their own little world. Considering how few people had to be on the island at that exact moment, it couldn't have been too far from the truth, either. "Ah, well we couldn't have you stifling in boredom, now..." he practically purred.
He had absolutely no intention of stopping the exploration of her fingers, he was enjoying every little touch. When she reached the front of his shirt, he was sure his heart-rate picked up a notch. It was amazing how something so simple could get such a strong reaction from him. He would have blamed it on not having been gently touched for months, but it wasn't that. It wasn't just that. It was definitely dependent on the woman doing the touching.
Marian scooted closer, and having quite forgotten himself in the moment, Edward automatically wound his left arm around her waist to pull her to him, to hold her closer. He really didn't want to moment to end, it was like he had been dying of thirst and she was a cool glass of water. He did pull back barely an inch, just for a second to take a shaky breath, but almost immediately his lips found hers again.