Quentin spun her around as he kissed her. He was elated. Nothing could touch him. Was this love? Q thought so. She had accepted despite the dangers with his father. That meant more than words could say. He didn't care if anyone gawked, let them.
The surprise nearly knocked the breath from her lungs, and a soft laugh escaped before his mouth found hers. She instantly wrapped her arms around him, returning the kiss with joy. He never failed to catch her off guard in the best ways.
NICOLETTE
This was bold. The old Quentin wouldn't have ever... Biting his self doubt, he threw away his insecurities for once. Once he read the paper and seeing the yea box checked off, he grinned and rushed over. He picked her off the ground and kissed her deeply.
Sheās practically glowing, biting back a sound of excitement. Reaching into her purse, she pulls out her eyeliner, ticks the āyesā box, and hands it back, grinning from ear to ear.
