Marin smiles and blushes. "Thank you. Excuse me," she dips her head and leaves the kitchen. She returns in only an oversized shirt and blushes faintly. "Sorry, you wouldn't happen to have something to sleep in, would you?"
"other than my spare pajamas....no." Eric said that after he quickly cleared his throat. He had been blushing while she was gone and it got worse when she returned.
Marin frowns down at herself, her cheeks steadily heating more and more. "If me wearing this makes you uncomfortable, I would like to try the spare pajamas, if you don't mind."
"believe it or not...getting worked up over something petty. You were going to curse them. The room had turned completely dark." Angel told him the truth.
Marin blushes furiously and steps back. “I’m sorry, I should’ve realized you were uncomfortable. Where are those spare pajamas? If you would allow me to wear them.”
Eric shook his head. He wasn't uncomfortable. in fact, he was trying to hide what he was feeling to keep HER from feeling uncomfortable. "um, I keep some in the dresser in the spare room."