Remorse

Craig halted with his steps and stared at her face. His eyes squinting while his gaze fixed on her lips. Rachel got conscious a little bit and averted her eyes on him.

“Anyways, did you use some lip plumper on?” He voiced out his perplexity, still looking at her lips with befuddlement.

“What’s a lip plumper...?” Rachel didn’t get it at first. She touches her lips and then realizes what he is talking about. Her cheeks are even more flushed as she recalls the events that led up to it all,

“Oh, that’s right. Yes. Curiosity got the better of me, so I tried some on.” She quickly reasoned out, urging her feet to continue walking, and dipped her head, making her hair blocks the view of her flushed face.

‘Damn that wolf!’ She internally muttered, cursing on Dylan’s name for doing it to her.

“It suits you, but your natural lips look better,” Craig commented, matching up with her steps and sweeping her hair off her face, and tucking it behind her ears.

“Do you ever run out of compliments?