"Well yeah, I'm not really at a point that I have to worry about wrinkle prevention. And some of that stuff does seem like it would be disgusting if you accidentally got some on your mouth. Plus it's supposed to remove all the toxins and stuff, through your pores." And her hubby was almost as silly as she was, at times, and if he ever got the whim to lick her cheek, then the mask wouldn't keep him from doing it. Or kissing her with it on, in that thought.
"I think you want it to bad. Sometimes you just have to let go, and it comes. But I will not give up. I have one more thing... So get up." She paused, "Unless you want me to keep rubbing your head. I can do that too." She liked running her fingers through his hair. It was soft. Like petting a bunny, or Merle.