"I didn't expect like, Jurassic Park," Jai confesses, and he's very close to singing (purposely off key) the theme to the old classic when Maggie touches him. He feels like he's on fire, but in a good way, because Maggie is real, look how she's hugging him?

Oh, wow. Maggie is hugging him, and he feels more than hot--he feels giddy and stupid and in love all at once, because this is the woman on the webcam, the beautiful girl with a mind to match, and Jai finds himself not regretting a goddamn thing. Not about this. especially not about this.

"Oh, me, too," he agrees. "I was going to chicken out, but I--"

He doesn't finish his sentence. HE doesn't because Maggie is kissing him, eager and stunning and she kisses as good as she looks, so much so it knocks the wind out of Jai. He can't believe he's actually here. That this is real.

Maybe he'll wake up tomorrow and it really will be a dream; Maggie and her stories and her army of pugs or bulldogs or shitzus or whatever they are. But for now, it's not, so he brings one hand to the side of her face, cupping it, and his thumb moves along her jawline as he kisses her right back. His other hand moves to the small of her back, gently pressing her closer.

It's one hell of a nice dream if it is one, at least.