His hands explored her waist. He knew she was ticklish, and he was doing it on purpose.
"It's under the pillow!" she yelped, having had enough of him.
Elliot Sheridan smiled in satisfaction. He pulled the lipstick she'd used for her prank from under her pillow and grinned wickedly. "So, tell me, how should I punish you?"
"Darling, you wouldn't dare, would you?" Georgia didn't want her face covered in red scribbles like Elliot's. She hurriedly put on a pitiful expression.
"Now, now, it's just a bit of fun between a husband and wife. Come here, let me draw something pretty on you." Elliot smiled gently, tilting Georgia's chin up as the lipstick slowly neared her face.
Georgia closed her eyes in resignation. "Fine, but make it look good!"
Georgia couldn't expect Elliot to show any mercy. He scribbled all over her face, creating a mess that rivaled the one on his own.
