"I-- that's a trick question," she says with a laugh, tracing the curve of his bottom lip with the pad of her thumb. "Of course I want you to teach me. My penmanship is awful."

Another time, she would happily sit at Ben's side and watch him write, but right now she wants something else, so after a moment she pulls her shirt over her head and tosses it aside, leaving her bare from the waist up. Her flush spreads down her chest, because she still feels such a thrill at him looking at her this way, seeing parts of her that no one else ever has. "But maybe later?"