"But in the meantime... we still have a few more days until we hit land... and a few more hours until dinner. So... what are we possibly going to find to do with these few hours?" Johnathon grinned, as he kissed her lips once more. He couldn't get enough of the feeling, each kiss was a wonderful reminder that this moment was real. It was not another one of his countless dreams of her, it was real. She was here, lying on top of him, he wasn't about to wake up to another cold, empty morning without her. He was scared to slip away from her again, but each kiss upon his lips told his brain it was real. He kept her form close enough to his, so she could probably feel him start to harden as he inspected her nude form.