He watched her over his shoulder as she walked around him in a circle, looking what he guessed was critically for her. He hadn't missed her sunny smile in response to his kiss. It had made him feel the need to smile even wider. Damn, his face was going to hurt like hell from all of this smiling and laughing with Luna. He wondered if everyone else had such a good time with her. He almost hoped not, as selfish as that was to think. He sort of wanted something of his own with Luna. Something no one else could touch because she just set him so much at ease the way no one else did.
"Thanks," he said with another stupid smile at her compliment. He popped the collar and made a fierce modelesque face. "Think I could walk the runways?" he asked and gave a couple of strutting steps forward before turning on his heel and walking back with a swagger.
"No, I don't think it's warm enough. I'll need something else under it, over my tshirt I think. Any suggestions, oh shopping guru?"