[something in his tone drew her gaze just in time to see that irritation flicker over his face.
Oh Geordie.
Setting her brush down on the palate, she crossed to the stool where he was sitting, cupped his face, and planted a quick kiss on his forehead with a laugh.] Me too. So stop worrying.
[when she released him, she was more than a little amused to see streaks of paint on his face where her hands had been.]
[action]
Oh Geordie.
Setting her brush down on the palate, she crossed to the stool where he was sitting, cupped his face, and planted a quick kiss on his forehead with a laugh.] Me too. So stop worrying.
[when she released him, she was more than a little amused to see streaks of paint on his face where her hands had been.]