A blush spreads throughout her cheeks as she tugs her bottom lip between her teeth, and I want to kiss her so badly, my hands are literally itching. It only intensifies when she turns back to the shelves and continues skimming over the books, her eyes sparkling. I want to capture how beautiful she looks like this, with nothing but pure joy ridden across her features, so I pull out my phone and quietly snap a few photos. Perfect.
