"I don't want to change a thing. I am perfectly happy with the way it looks right this moment,"
"Are you sure?" his fingers started playing with her soft hair, "I thought you'd want to have your own space or at least a corner of your own in the room,"
"All I need is a good table to sit and write at when I read," she beamed, "The rest, I already have,"
Silas took a deep breath only to whisper, "Turn around for me. I waited all day long for this and I don't think I can stand it any longer,"
Her heart screamed in its cage, stomach fluttering with butterflies and blood huddling around her neck and face, she still did as told without the slightest complaint or even a question.
After all, Arabella too waited for that moment the entire day.
As soon as her back faced him, Silas' hands went to work and untied the ribbon around her waist before opening the bust of her dress to expose her back.
