[That smirk. Lisbeth made eye contact with Steph, but her gaze was something might have been deemed inappropriate between friends. She kept her eye contact with Steph secure, almost probing. One of Lisbeth's hands lets go of Steph's wrists and she plants it, palm-down, next to the other woman's head.
no subject
She could kiss her now if she wanted.
Not that she didn't want to.]