Before Spencer could answer Dhani, as he purposefully took his sweet time in formulating a response, he found himself being kissed. Well, color him surprised. Spencer's eyes involunatarily flinched, slightly increasing in size as they did so. Even though he wanted to appear nonplussed, there was a small bit of shock that was going to be physically expressed through his face, but if he was lucky, Dhani wouldn't notice the dilation at all.
All Spencer wanted to do was to pull Dhani even closer, pressing their bodies closer until there was almost no or absolutely no space between them. He'd close his eyes and open his mouth as would she, their kiss morphing from a quaint, innocent peck to a passionate tangling of hands, tongues, lips, and more. His fingers would grab fistfuls of pink hair, on their own of course, completely free from his barely functional mind but controlled by something completely different.
Spencer mentally shook himself free of these thoughts. No, it was what it was. A chaste kiss. Besides, even if he thought the feelings were reciprocated, Dhani was in no position right now to be fooling around or beginning a new relationship with Spencer. She was dealing with quite a bit at the time and as a gentleman should, Spencer was going to withold his desires for now, lightly pressing back into the kiss but leaving it at that.
Although his entire body disagreed with this move, Spencer's brain told him to pull away and so he did, wondering why he ever would as he did so. He raised an eyebrow at Dhani and quirked a smile to show he wasn't upset, but in fact, pleased by her gesture.