Breasts squeezed and pushed up, the neckline of the shirt revealed more of her cleavage than Arabella seemed comfortable with, judging simply by the swift manner in which she pulled the vest over her chest.
After that, Silas' heed snapped onto a different part of her. One that had never been emphasized in such a bold and bare fashion.
Wider on the sides, her… Rich hips filled those beige pants that hardly contained her thighs to begin with. The night she'd walked under the rain in a nightgown had allowed him a shy peek at her lower form, but at the time, there were more pressing matters to address. Keeping her alive was one concern among others.
"That's what I thought," GlimmerGrob reappeared from behind stacked racks, "Tsk, tsk, tsk…," he made the letters pop in his mouth, "It seems like the stitching will hold, at least,"
