Courting Claudia
“Claudia eyed her husband. “What’s wrong with this color?” She fingered the fine pale blue silk. He’d talked her into going to the dressmaker this morning. They’d been here a full twenty minutes, and he’d rejected every fabric she’d selected.
“It looks like all your other dresses. I don’t want you to buy a gown your father would approve of. I want you to select material that makes you feel like a woman.” His voice was a mere breath away, warm next to her ear. “Vibrant colors. Passionate.”
She fought the urge to lean into him. What a wanton she’d become. He didn’t even have to touch her, and she melted.
“Show me what you want,” she said.
“Very well.”
She followed him around the aisles of fabric, and nearly bumped into him when he stopped suddenly.
“This is perfect.” He held up a rich, red velvet.
“Honestly, Derrick, I’ll look like a harlot.” She reached past him a grabbed a bolt of pink silk. “This is nice.”
“Yes, lovely.” He faked a yawn.
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