Summer: Sara and Os
The puppy dog eyes was too much for Sara and she bit her lip as the last of her resolve to keep it the full ten minutes left her. "Okay, okay!" she laughed. "But you have to look me in the eyes, alright?"
Digging into the pocket conveniently made in the side of her skirt, Sara reclaimed Os's phone and passed it over, scooting in close to him and playing her eyelashes some in a playfully flirty way. "Let's see how well you can type on that thing without looking down."