the Tale of Sir Isaac

lycanthropelahey:

iamthefirechild:

“My dying of curiosity in your arms isn’t enough?” She pouted harder, making her tone as wobbly and pitiful as she could manage. “Isaac, I thought you loved me!” She wobbled her lower lip.

“Oh, don’t be so over-dramatic, Summer.” He rolled his eyes in fond exasperation, before they widened and filled with horror, his jaw dropping. “But I do! Oh, Summer, please forgive me?”

Summer lost her pose completely, breaking into giggles and leaning forward over Buttons’ neck. 

Leave a Reply