It wasn't that Marian didn't love Much. She did. But she was grateful he was giving them more space to truly become a couple. So much time had been stolen from them and it wasn't fair. Here, they had that chance to be like everyone else. Better than most in their time. Not all arranged marriages fell in love as they had. And here, not all couples grew up together, falling in love along the way. So yes, she got to see him more than Much did here. And that was absolutely fine with her.
"I should hope not," she told him, grinning. "Though I have no idea what you mean. Are you trying to tell me you're the Samson to my Delilah? Is putting your hair in my hands giving me all your weaknesses?" Playfully, she winked at him, getting to her feet. "May as well do it now while it's still damp, then. Unless you'd rather wait."