Frederic felt his breath stolen little by little by that kiss, and he sensed a passion growing in him that he quickly quelled. This was a sweet moment, and it needn't be anything more, he thought. He kissed Karen's forehead when she said he was wonderful as well, then leaned his own forehead back against hers, smiling. "Distracting, hmm?" His smile grew teasing. "How much so?" What he meant was how much did she think about him- he hoped it was just as much, if not more, as he thought about her.