Placing a hand in his pocket, I watched as his lips mouthed one word: Wow. I shook my head, as if to say, Do you ever stop? He rolled his tongue in disbelief. You don’t believe me? I know you. His brows rose. Really? Yup. Maybe I know you. Do you? I bit the inside of my cheek. He tapped his watch. You’re already ready to leave. I pressed my lips together. Point taken. He hid a smile. The lines beside his lips softened like butter as his smile dropped altogether. Opening his mouth, I read the words he shaped out. You look beautiful.
