"--Very well." He exhaled sharply, loosening his shirt and tie with a prompt tug. "Since you don't believe me." He slid his uniform's necktie and slipped off his suit jacket. Her eyes went wide. "What are you doing?!" "Undressing. Is that not apparent?" He started unbuttoning his undershirt. ******* A 21st century Jane Austen-inspired and Taming of the Shrew hybrid historical fiction love affair with snowballing romance, thrilling mystery and intrigue, dashed with a spice of the supernatural.
𝔏𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔢𝔰, 𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔰, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔨𝔰, 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔗𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔗𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫.
𝔇𝔬 𝔢𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔶.
𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔶 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔱,
𝔙𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 𝔅. 𝔗𝔯𝔦𝔵
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・❥・𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮𝓻・❥・
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"My lady?" He softly called, requesting her attention.
Unrelentless in her tug of war, she briefly glanced at him once, and then twice. There was something in his hands that on second inspection, captured her attention.
"Thirsty?" There was a tea cup in his hand.
She stopped struggling, and grimaced.
"This will feel cool as it dries on your skin." He raised the cup. "Believe me, I'm speaking from experience." He overturned the cup, tea raining down on her dress and showered her face.
Quietly, she whipped away tea from her eyes.
Taking ahold of another cup from the cart, he bent down to her level, foot rooted strategically on the dress. "How silly of me. If you're thirsty you should have the opportunity to drink, right?"
"I promise you." She glared, speaking through clenched teeth. "You are going to regret this."
His smile was cordial. "Will I, or will you?"