This definitely qualifies as a "teaser." ;) Enjoy!
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“The water isn’t hot anymore,” I said apologetically, “but it’s still warm. I’m sorry I didn’t think of it before you started to wash.”
“That’s quite all right,” Edward said softly. His shirt had been discarded it on the back of a nearby chair, and he was dressed only in the fine linen trousers he had worn to bed the night before. At least, they looked to be the same. I averted my eyes, and thought I could hear him snicker softly to himself and then sigh.
“Isabella?” he said softly.
“Yes, Edward?” I still didn’t turn back to look at him.
“Would you help me?” he asked.
“Help you, my Lord?” I closed my eyes tightly, knowing I had said the wrong thing again. All my life I had been taught to address the noble men as such, and trying to address just this one noble man differently when we were alone…I wasn’t sure if I would ever get it right.
“Yes, please,” Edward replied. “Come here.”
I took a couple of steps towards him, but kept my eyes to the ground. I could see his bare feet on the wooden floor, sticking out of the ends of his pale colored trousers.
“Here,” he said, and I had to look up to see what he was offering. In his hand was the washing cloth, soaked in the lukewarm water. “Will you wash me?”
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Me! Me! I'll do it!!!
:)
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“The water isn’t hot anymore,” I said apologetically, “but it’s still warm. I’m sorry I didn’t think of it before you started to wash.”
“That’s quite all right,” Edward said softly. His shirt had been discarded it on the back of a nearby chair, and he was dressed only in the fine linen trousers he had worn to bed the night before. At least, they looked to be the same. I averted my eyes, and thought I could hear him snicker softly to himself and then sigh.
“Isabella?” he said softly.
“Yes, Edward?” I still didn’t turn back to look at him.
“Would you help me?” he asked.
“Help you, my Lord?” I closed my eyes tightly, knowing I had said the wrong thing again. All my life I had been taught to address the noble men as such, and trying to address just this one noble man differently when we were alone…I wasn’t sure if I would ever get it right.
“Yes, please,” Edward replied. “Come here.”
I took a couple of steps towards him, but kept my eyes to the ground. I could see his bare feet on the wooden floor, sticking out of the ends of his pale colored trousers.
“Here,” he said, and I had to look up to see what he was offering. In his hand was the washing cloth, soaked in the lukewarm water. “Will you wash me?”
***
Me! Me! I'll do it!!!
:)
