He looked over at her, his expression softening. "I think you're lovely too." *** He frowned, joining her. "That's rude." *** She sat on her mat, looking over at him hopefully.
She watched him thoughtfully for a moment before a small, embarrassed smile crossed her lips and she looked away as they approached the car. * * * Lucy raised an eyebrow before leaning back against him playfully. "I'm not a nice person." * * * He laughed at her expression, opening his arms to her.
He went and retrieved their sleeping mats, setting them out and starting the fire. *** "Wow. And a liar, too? Tsk tsk tsk." *** She grinned, going to him and resting against him.
She sat next to him on the map, watching him with affection in her eyes. * * * "I'm going to actually beat you up," she threatened playfully. * * * He kissed the top of her head. "Hi."
He returned to his place, leaning back tiredly. *** He laughed lowly. "You could try." *** She hugged him happily. "Hello."
She rubbed his back gently, looking almost hesitant to do so, as if she wasn't sure she should. "You okay?" she asked lowly. * * * She squinted at him playfully. "I know I would win." * * * He smirked, looking down at her. "You're pretty chipper."
He leaned toward her. "Yeah, I'm just fine. A bit sleepy." *** "No you couldn't. Fool." *** She pulled away, sitting up. "Of course I am. We kissed today. You kissed me."
She looked down at him thoughtfully. Her hand hung in midair for a moment before her fingers began to run through his hair, almost curiously. "You should sleep then." * * * She looked up at him, a genuine smile on her face. "You wouldn't be able to hurt me." * * * He laughed, sitting up on his elbows. "You kissed me."
He leaned into her touch. "You should as well." *** He sighed, relenting as he gave her a small grin as well. "You're right. I couldn't. You still wouldn't win, though." *** "Yeah, at first," she said said. "Then you kissed me cause I was confused. That was cute."
She watched him thoughtfully, a smile crossing her lips as she considered him. “I will.” *** She leaned up against him playfully, braiding her hair casually. “Why not?” *** “I did kiss you, yes,” he agreed. “But only because you kissed me first.”
He nodded, lying back on his mat and stretching his arms. *** He grinned, tilting his head. "Because you couldn't hurt me either, even if you tried." *** "It was a good kiss."
She looked down at him thoughtfully, tilting her head affectionately. *** “I wouldn’t want to try,” she replied, looking up at him. *** It was an excellent kiss.”
He turned his head, returning the gaze thoughtfully. *** His expression softened and patted her head. "I'm glad." *** She nodded, observing him. "Really, very good."
She gave him a small smile before lying down a couple of inches away from him, lying on her back. *** She brightened, lying back into his lap. *** “We’re good at kissing,” he acknowledged.
He closed his eyes, listening to the waves. *** He observed her thoughtfully, his head tilted. *** She nodded, leaning against him.
She looked over at him thoughtfully, her eyes tracing his features freely with his eyes closed. *** She raised one eyebrow, sitting up slightly. “What? Is that not okay?” *** He kissed the top of her head, wrapping his arms around her waist. “Sand in your clothes?”
He didn't notice her, slowly drifting. *** "No," he told her reassuringly, "it's alright. I don't mind." *** "I'm okay for right now. I think we can sleep out here."
She reached out, running her fingers through his hair gently. *** She purses her lips, lying back down and looking at him with wide blue eyes. “Are you sure?” *** He nodded, pulling her into his arms and lying back. “I’ll take care of you.”
He leaned into her touch, saying nothing. *** He nodded. "Of course." *** She grinned, turning to look at him. "Perfect."
She studied him thoughtfully before scooting towards him tentatively, her side brushing his. * * * She gave him a small smile. "You should lie down." * * * "I'll save you front the dastardly sand."
