"I like it," she continued to twirl her own hair as she gave a longing sigh wishing she was twirling his. She leaned toward him and hated the fact that there was a bed rail separating them. "It's perfection," she added as she untangled her fingers from her own and pulled it back from her face.
"Thanks. You're amazingly handsome when you worry." She wondered why she'd never realized he was the best looking in the band before. She would definitely have to take the time to listen to his music more often.