Frederic wrapped one arm around Karen's waist as she leaned in for a kiss, unknowingly just as needy for her kisses as she was for his, and gently rested his other hand on the nape of her neck, somewhat able to feel her skin through her hair. "Karen," he murmured back when she said his name. His heart was beating almost erratically, but he didn't try to calm it and only relished the feeling of her lips against his and her arms around his neck.