At the sound of Kristoffer’s sleepy morning call, Poppy frowned at the vaguely familiar door (not wholly familiar, she didn’t make a habit of bombarding guests before sunrise when they visited) and hesitated. It was rather more than she was expecting to actually be invited inside the guest room. Frankly, she’d been hoping he might just answer her and be all dressed and ready but… realizing now that was likely ridiculous, she felt somewhat silly. There had been no discussion as to this little adventure the evening prior, not even so much as a note. What if he thought her too brazen? Or worse, what if he entirely misunderstood her intentions? Poppy’s heart beat quickened at the thought.It was one thing to waltz about unchaperoned in the light of day. It was entirely another to step into a gentleman’s bedroom, before sunrise, while the whole of her family house slept around them. She hadn’t thought this one through at all. Just then, the sound of shuffling down the hall floated through the silence towards her and Poppy panicked. Well, there was no turning back now. Being caught standing here was as bad as being caught inside.
She turned the handle quickly and invited herself into the room, shutting it behind her back with a gentle click. Poppy leaned against the door like a trapped animal and sought blue eyes that were, by now, wholly familiar. When she found them, across the way and still in bed, a brilliant blush bloomed across her face. “Good morning,” she quipped, embarrassed and nonchalant all at once. She cleared her throat and averted her gaze, peeling herself off the door. “I imagine you were not expecting visitors so early, but might you consider getting dressed? I’ve… something to show you.”
It was a brave demand considering the look of things. Poppy distinctly avoided eye contact however, hoping the implication would be simply that she had just meant to fetch him, as she had. Then, deciding to turn her back for good measure, the brunette laced her fingers together and held to the edge of her new hat firmly. Again she found herself staring at the door. “I’ll wait,” she added, for clarity.
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