Sin For me!
She snapped the photo just as his mouth tilted, faint and dangerous, his green eyes on her and only her.
“That one,” she whispered, glancing at it. “You look like you’re about to ruin me.”
Drystan’s lips curled.
“I always look like that.”
She laughed, bumping her hip into him.
“Let’s go. The movie starts soon.”
***The Cinema***
The cinema wasn’t packed. Just a handful of people tucked into velvet-lined rows, shadows flickering across their faces as the screen glowed. It smelled like warm butter and old wood, like a place that had seen too many stories. The lights dimmed slowly, drawing them into stillness.