[ The smile does not go unnoticed by her and she’s quick to act on it
Camera now held right-side up, she points,
aims,
shoots.
A satisfied smile perches atop her lips as the photo slides out of the camera and she picks it up, waiting for it to finish developing ]
“Turning my own things against me? Rude."
[ Eyes dart to the photo in her hand but there’s no motion to grab it. Oh, no, he has something better and believe him when he says lighting of who duo-chromed eyes and her own smile isn’t lost on him.
He leans down closer to her and in one flowing movement, catches his lips against hers. A grin, this time, forming under the gesture. ]
