Janice held the photo and stared at it intently, admiring his beauty before she remembered her intention. "Let me keep this."
Christopher stared at her. "Didn't you say that you just wanted to take a look? Why do you want to keep it? What do you want to do to me?"
Janice felt guilty when he gazed at her. "I... what could I do with it?"
"That's hard to say. Maybe... you'll peek at it when you miss me." He suddenly approached Janice sheepishly.
Janice felt guilty since she was caught red-handed. Indeed, that was her motive. But, how could she admit it? She immediately pushed him away. "Stop it. I'll keep it so I can count the pimples on your face. Look at the number of pimples on your face."
Christopher's face darkened instantly. "No way!"
He was about to reach out and grab the picture from Janice.
"Yes, you have pimples!" Janice replied guiltily.
"Return the photo to me."
Christopher frowned.
"No!" Janice refused.
