His gaze went slowly over every stroke on his paper before returning to her, and they lingered on her lips for a minute longer than they did on the paper.
He just couldn't stop himself. He felt she looked lovely when she was like that. She noticed he was totally engaged on his task and wondered what he was doing.
"Sebastian... what are you doing?" she teased as she leaned forward and pushed a strand of hair behind his ear.
Sebastian swiftly turned around and responded defensively, "It's the summary you asked for."
He flushed and mumbled a string of sentences as if he wasn't supposed to know what he was doing. Angelina's gaze was drawn to the notepad in his hands, which was filled with scribbles . He looked up perplexed as she pulled the notepad from him, and she giggled gently.
"Hey!" he cried as Angelina examined the ragged drawing.
As she shook her head and stared at him, his face become even redder.
"Is this supposed to be me?"
