Susan hated herself when she got all nervous and silly like this. He was just so.. charming and handsome. And he had always been such a good friend to her. She'd never felt this sort of attraction towards him, though.
She found herself holding her breath when their eyes met, then she exhaled heavily and let her eyes fall to the rag she held in front of her. A huge smile spread across her rosy lips and she tried to keep from looking at him again. "Th.. Thank you." She stuttered. "My mum had the same.. She was rather l..lovely." She tried once more to get past her jitters, and she lfted her hand, wiping the last bits of paint from his forehead.