you always found yourself dragged back to this man. He was perfect from head to toe.

you didn't expect to find yourself on his lap. You left lipstick marks peppered across his face with a smile

"You're applying a lot don't you think?" He chuckled and smiled. That stupid smile of his. That's why you loved him.

Mark after mark you continued to cover the poor man in lipstick stains with one hand guiding his face and another applying more lipstick