She hadn't forgiven him. She had to remember that as she felt her shoulders relaxing. Angelica didn't resist him as he reached for her hands, no, she took the last step to meet him. Tratorious witch. Her grin turned wicked as his as eyes took their time. It wasn't his physical desire she feared lacking, he never left her questioning their carnal connection. It was everything that took feeling that left her with a myriad of questions.
Her satisfied smirk slipped as she caught her breath at his request. No, it wasn't a request at all. Damned if that wasn't what made her melt for him. She gave him the briefest of kisses before rethinking how much she was willing to punish herself this evening. Granting them both a proper kiss, she ignored the bubbling unease in her thoughts. "Do you command my forgiveness as well, Mr. Selwyn?" She questioned, her tone playful. She would rather he did and take the whole matter in his hands, but it was a ridiculous thing to think. There truly was nothing requiring forgiveness, she knew this and, hopefully, he could indulge her bruised pride. She wanted his trust more than his apologies; she wanted him. She noticed his lack of jewelry and that small detail, twisted tight in her chest. She wouldn't mention it, she swore she would let it rest, but why would he hide what she'd already seen and appreciated?
Her satisfied smirk slipped as she caught her breath at his request. No, it wasn't a request at all. Damned if that wasn't what made her melt for him. She gave him the briefest of kisses before rethinking how much she was willing to punish herself this evening. Granting them both a proper kiss, she ignored the bubbling unease in her thoughts. "Do you command my forgiveness as well, Mr. Selwyn?" She questioned, her tone playful. She would rather he did and take the whole matter in his hands, but it was a ridiculous thing to think. There truly was nothing requiring forgiveness, she knew this and, hopefully, he could indulge her bruised pride. She wanted his trust more than his apologies; she wanted him. She noticed his lack of jewelry and that small detail, twisted tight in her chest. She wouldn't mention it, she swore she would let it rest, but why would he hide what she'd already seen and appreciated?