Tabitha blushed and stuck her tongue out at him. "Well fine. How about you pose for me when I sketch next. I think you'd make quite an attractive model." She smiled and guided him back to her room. It was lovely in various shades of pale blues and flowers, a small stuffed sheep in the middle of the bed, frayed with time.
"Come on, cuddling and then maybe dinner?" She asked, the tone more questioning than usual.