𝑩𝐸𝑁𝐸𝐷𝐼𝐶𝑇.

he finally looked at her, still in disbelief, but with every second the smile on his lips grew. “ oh, sophie. ” he chuckled tenderly, pulling her closer and showering her with kisses everywhere he could.

a long green stain appeared on the canvas as his hand with the brush slipped. “ p-probably? ”

he raised an eyebrow. “ you said the same thing at the lake and we know how it ended. ”

feeling eyes on him, he looked up from his easel. “ you're staring, my dear. ”