I never knew seeing a woman in my clothes could be so... Words failed me.
Then again, this is Roxy we're talking about. She would look good in anything.
"Come on," I said. "Let's get you cleaned up." Finally getting my balance, I helped her up and brushed the sand off her.
"Why the sand?" she asked, trying to help me.
"Well, I was going to mix it with the paint for Lily's castle- give it a made-of-sand texture," I explained, brushing her cheek.
"That sounds like it would look really good," she smiled.
"Oh, it will," I grinned. "If I do say so myself." Satisfied that we had gotten most of the sand off, I turned my talents on the wheelbarrow and scooped as much sand back into it as I could. "You know, about that shopping trip..."
"You're not getting out of it, Gio," she scolded playfully.
I shook my head. "It's not that. It's just- I haven't had a job in a while, so my wallet is rather light. I do need a suit, but I'm trying to be frugal."
Roxy's eyes gleamed. I knew that look- she was planning something. "Oh, don't you worry your little head," she told me. "Now, how about you get back to work?" She held up a lump of coal.
"With you here?" I teased. Suddenly she pounced, and I felt pressure on my torso. When she stepped back, I saw she had written "Roxanna" in her flowing script with the charcoal over my chest.
"Just for that, painter, you'll be displaying that until tonight." She smirked and handed me the coal.