"Can I have some of that?"Portia stopped applying the cold cream to her chin and glanced at the boy beside her.
"If you're sure." When he nodded, she turned and grasped the jar in her palm and gestured for him to come closer.
"Okay, face me." He leaned against the vanity counter, his hands lingering over her waist near her hips as she applied the cream to his face, starting by brushing his hair off his forehead.
"10 minutes for me and 15 minutes for you."
