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.

bear the

tissue, pressed it to his lips,

"You're cleaning your husband's lips, not scrubbing

"It's your fault."

every trace, ensuring no smudge left

mirror, fixing herself up, reapplying the lipstick

the irritation smooth out under her gentle touch. He lounged

straight, walked over, and took the lipstick from her hand, lifting her chin with his

"Let me do this."

his skills, Leanne tried to take it

blame me

She reluctantly stayed still.

makeup for the first time, Curtis was inexperienced but

movements were slow and meticulous, his

peach without makeup, turning a vivid, bright red once the lipstick was on. To make it easier for him, she parted her lips slightly, revealing a hint of pink tongue

what he had just applied with

do it" expression, turning to check in the mirror. "Did

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

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