She made quick work of her laces, her mind still racing to think of a different solution than condemning him to a marriage he didn't willingly commit to. The wise decision was to cease undressing before her desire got the better of her. Every article of clothing she shed was one less reason to avoid falling into bed with him. But, despite the war waging within her, her fingers continued deftly pulling at her dress until it slipped from her shoulders. The closet had left her confused and wanting, and an annulment might not be possible seeing she was already quite clearly not a virgin. How could they prove it without the typical small blood spill?

Was there no option for annulment, then?

Melody refused to fully give in to her carnal desires before knowing whether or not the potion was still in effect. For all she knew, the few drops she dosed him with were ineffective and this was all a willing act on his part. Unlikely for sure, though she couldn't help but hope. Perhaps there was a chance he might not leave her after all.

However, try as she might, she couldn't think of any suggestions he wouldn't comply with. Still, Melody had to try something. Anything. "Turn around and take off your jacket." She instructed, mentally slapping herself as she did so. Ben was chivalrous enough to believe she might require privacy. At the very least it would buy her more time to think without her body reacting to his heated gaze.