Rohan saw the surprised and hesitant look on his wife's face when he told her what to do.
"Take off your dress," he repeated, this time staring at her patiently, waiting for her to adjust to the idea of taking it off. It was too covering and it made it impossible for him to see his woman properly. Was it among the dresses he'd ordered to be brought to her? He thought to himself as he didn't like it.
When she seemed reluctant, Rohan reached out his hand to her and touched the button at the hollow of her throat. "You have nothing to hide from me, sweetheart. I have seen everything already." He smiled wickedly as a deep red flush crept up her freckled cheeks. "Let me help you take it off."
