Owen's grin spread and he brought her close again. "I can work with constantly," he said before kissing her again. He wouldn't rush her into anything more, certainly, but it meant something that this was something she wanted. Intimacy of any kind wasn't something Owen imagined to find again, let alone here, and now that it was happening, he couldn't remember why he had actively tried to avoid it for so long.
When he pulled back, Owen glanced at the table and his half eaten steak. "You think Neptune'll want a doggy bag to come back to the house with us?" He didn't care that the food had gone cold. He would gladly starve if it meant he got to just hang out and kiss Cecilia for the rest of his life.