The look on her face bordered disappointment too closely for his liking. Maple couldn't truly have so little self esteem that she thought his attraction was only a surface level, could she? How many other women would run straight into danger alongside him? How many of them could hold their own against anyone? Even fewer of those women could reliably admit weakness when it truly mattered. No, Maple was beautiful inside and out.
Dory abandoned the towel and closed the distance between them. His hands cupped her cheeks softly, his expression now clear of all embarrassment and discomfort. "I've always been attracted to you, Mabel. Not your body or the outfit you're wearing. You." Dory sincerely promised. He was still resolved not to take things further tonight, for she might even misconstrue it as an attempt to bed her rather than sincerity.
Dory abandoned the towel and closed the distance between them. His hands cupped her cheeks softly, his expression now clear of all embarrassment and discomfort. "I've always been attracted to you, Mabel. Not your body or the outfit you're wearing. You." Dory sincerely promised. He was still resolved not to take things further tonight, for she might even misconstrue it as an attempt to bed her rather than sincerity.