Where he sees her gown…

If you have not read the previous Sunday Snippets, I recommend doing so first.  You can find them here.
Previously on Sunday Snippets: Graeme removed Delaney’s cloak, much to her chagrin, exposing her minor revenge for his overbearing manner.

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Graeme froze and raised an eyebrow, nearly dropping the cloak from her shoulders before draping it over his arm.

She stood proudly with her shoulders back, her eyes daring him to give her a dressing down – oh, how he wanted to, just not in the manner she was expecting.

He was thinking more of an un-dressing.

He recognised the gown as one of the ones Madame had presented and altered to fit her petite frame; the colour somewhere between the light blue of deep ice and a rich, soft white, with silver thread elaboratly embroidered along the hem.  He did not, however, recall having the neckline altered to a level so low that no respectable woman would ever be seen wearing – Graeme could almost see the darker skin of her areola peeking boldly over the silk edge.

Her skin flushed as his gaze lingered on the exposed skin of her decolatage and Graeme followed its rise to the string of pearls she wore about her throat; their cheery innocence in complete contrast to the scandalous cut of her gown.

Behind them, someone let out a low whistle of appreciation, swiftly followed by an indignant “oof!” and something within him shifted just then. Graeme felt the possessive need to touch his wife, to say to those in view this woman is mine.

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Oh my, Graeme isn’t the only one who appreciates his wife’s…assets.  And doesn’t that just make his blood boil!  I don’t think even he knew what was beneath he cloak. :)

It’s been a good week. Revisions are going, if not speedily, at least they’re moving forward! I was lucky enough to visit Madame Gilflurt’s blog this week for my first guest post. Hopefully I’ll be able to visit again.

On the home front, I received an email from Be the Match about being a potential bone marrow match for someone. I’ve been on the list for fourteen years and this is my first notice. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that the person has the option to choose a less invasive treatment, but if not, and if I’m a match, then I will be honoured to donate to someone in need. I should know in six to eight weeks if I’m needed.

As always, comments, suggestions and questions are more than welcome.  And for more great stories (in pieces!) by great writers, be sure to visit the WeWriWa blog and Snippet Sunday Facebook page.

Happy reading and I’ll see you next week!