She laughs softly. "I don't mind the excitement. This island is much too quiet."<br/><br/>Her eyes lock with his as his hands touch her cheek, and the next thing she knows, she's pulled him closer, her face mere inches from his and her fingers threaded through his pale locks. She massages his scalp gently with her fingertips, enjoying the feel of soft tresses surrounding her hands. She smiles. "You're welcome," she whispers.