I am looking at all those suggestive sentence starters and they're all so good for Hamish and Alice omg I can see their faces when "“No — no. Just keep your clothes on.” HA
A weird sort of panic and relief hit Hamish’s stomach, hisface matching that feeling with a twist and a small fish like expression. Therewas a short, awkward moment of silence for him to fully comprehend her. “Ohthank goodness,” he whispered to himself as his shoulders sagged. All he had done was loosen his cravat and belt, but itmade him feel too naked in front of Alice. Suddenly his face grew hot. Even ifthey weren’t going to engage in… that, they were still going to share a bed.They would be in their nightclothes as well. He hadn’t thought of that earlier.It had been months that the two had been engaged. Why had it never crossed his mind?The entire time he had been mentally preparing himself for financial andoffspring business. However the idea of domesticity with Alice had not been farexplored.
They were married now, though. They were married. Yes, she was his wife, but hewas also her husband. Him. Hamish Ascot, officially Alice Kingsleigh’s. Or,pardon, Alice Ascot’s. How foreign. They had known each other since they werechildren. She was always undeniably Kingsleigh. Perhaps it only made sense tohim, but she was no one’s. Then again she was her father’s daughter. Alicebelonged to those that were unattainable. Beyond life, or at least his view oflife.
He shifted towards the bed, but didn’t take the step. “So,erm—uh..” He hadn’t an idea where to go from this point. “I’ve… Wait, why?” He knew they were both uncomfortable with this, but it… It was a part of marriage, right? Had Alice not mentally prepared herself as he had, or was there something else?
