Leanne was confused.

Curtis flicked on the light switch, leisurely straightening his shirt collar that had gotten tousled during their previous scramble, regaining his dapper, gentlemanly appearance.

He reached for the door handle, ready to leave.

Suddenly, Leanne grabbed his wrist.

Curtis looked down, a hint of amusement rising in his eyes. "What? Want more kisses?" he teased. He pulled her close again, leaning in. "Then let's have another moment."

Her cheeks flaming red, Leanne pushed his face away without mercy, pulling a tissue from her purse and thrusting it at him with a touch of irritation. "Wipe it off."

Curtis realized something, his thumb brushing over his lips. Her lipstick had smudged onto him.

His eyes twinkled with more amusement, refusing her tissue. "You help me."

Leanne refused. "Do it yourself."

Utterly composed, Curtis admired himself in the mirror. "This shade looks quite fetching on me. Maybe I should go out like this to give it a free promo.

couldn't bear

she pulled out a tissue, pressed it to his lips, and

hissed, "You're cleaning your husband's lips, not scrubbing a table.

"It's your fault."

every trace, ensuring no

mirror, fixing herself

smooth out under her gentle touch. He lounged against the wall behind him, arms crossed, watching her touch up her

took the lipstick from

"Let me do this."

skills, Leanne tried to take

"Don't blame me if it

She reluctantly stayed still.

for the first time, Curtis was

meticulous, his

soft peach without makeup, turning a vivid, bright red once the lipstick was on. To make it easier for

Curtis suddenly stopped, wiping off what he

knew you couldn't do it" expression, turning to check

Curtis said, turning her face back to him by holding her chin. "I just changed my mind. I want

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