“Don’t laugh.” she said, when she saw the look on his face.
He covered his mouth. “I’m not laughing. I’m just a little... shocked.” he said.
“I couldn’t resist.” She grabbed a towel and scrubbed her mouth with it until her lips were red.
He gripped her wrist. “Stop.”
“I’m so embarrassed.” She tucked a stand of loose hair behind her ear. “I couldn’t stop eating them. I guess I'm a bit nervous”
“It okay. You don't have to feel nervous. There's no reason to be. You have some…” Reaching out, he wiped sugar from the side of her mouth.
She touched where his finger had been. “I must look a mess.” she said.
“Not even a little bit.”
Her eyes softened, propelling him forward until they were almost touching. He framed her face with his palms, brushed her cheeks with his thumbs. Her sharp i
