“Precisely,” Bill agreed with a chuckle. Of course, Fleur would look sexy wearing a bin liner and Wellingtons so he had no doubt that a tan would take away from either her beauty or attractiveness. Quite the opposite really. But that was Fleur’s choice, her prerogative to seek out or avoid the sun as it suited her. As much as he loved sitting with her, holding her like this, he couldn’t help but pull back to look at her. “Beaches?” he asked incredulously, for a moment dumbstruck by the fact that he apparently had been as negligent as he had feared. “I can’t believe I haven’t shown you the beach.”
Lacing his fingers through hers, he looked at her, looked at the dress, appreciating the form that brought out the curves of her body in subtle way and the colour that highlighted her perfect skin. “Now, I know you’ve dressed up, and really, you look amazing, but if you haven’t seen the beaches here, there’s something I’d really like to show you, babe.” He sent her a warm, bright smile, then looked towards the sun; if they left now, they could still catch the sunset. “Just leave our shoes here and bring a blanket.”
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Date: 2013-01-24 04:54 pm (UTC)Lacing his fingers through hers, he looked at her, looked at the dress, appreciating the form that brought out the curves of her body in subtle way and the colour that highlighted her perfect skin. “Now, I know you’ve dressed up, and really, you look amazing, but if you haven’t seen the beaches here, there’s something I’d really like to show you, babe.” He sent her a warm, bright smile, then looked towards the sun; if they left now, they could still catch the sunset. “Just leave our shoes here and bring a blanket.”