Nodding to sate her words, Charles couldn’t hold back the grin on his face, “Of course, Ems, you just meant you have gotten by without my making our visits sweet before. I understand entirely. Yep.”
He’d practically forgotten what she looked like beneath the red that had seemed to be permanently painted on her face though it didn’t make her any less beautiful. It was endearing.
Endearing and cause for him to tease her as much as he could.
Her reaction was nothing more than affirmation that she was thinking those wicked thoughts and Charles had decided to make sure she knew he knew.
Squeezing her hand once again, Charles moved their hands to her hip before moving them back to where they were resting prior, “Or did you mean you think you’ll survive without me coming to save you during your Hogsmeade outings?”
The emphasis he was putting on certain words wasn’t in the slightest an accident – he wanted to see how far he could push her.
He’d practically forgotten what she looked like beneath the red that had seemed to be permanently painted on her face though it didn’t make her any less beautiful. It was endearing.
Endearing and cause for him to tease her as much as he could.
Her reaction was nothing more than affirmation that she was thinking those wicked thoughts and Charles had decided to make sure she knew he knew.
Squeezing her hand once again, Charles moved their hands to her hip before moving them back to where they were resting prior, “Or did you mean you think you’ll survive without me coming to save you during your Hogsmeade outings?”
The emphasis he was putting on certain words wasn’t in the slightest an accident – he wanted to see how far he could push her.