given a loud gasp seeing the selection of dresses hanging there, matching shoes below each.
Running forward she had touched each, her eyes sparkling.
“Wow…just wow” kneeling down to see that the shoes were her size, looking at him questioningly as he had grinned. Fiona could tell that they were designer dresses, each she knew worth a considerable amount of money, stopping herself as she had started to tell him that it was too much, the realisation that he had done all of this as part of his ideal Christmas filling her with a strange disappointment.
“I may have peeked at your sizes while you were sleeping” he had said softly, as she had smiled, deciding that perhaps being part of his Christmas treat to himself was not so bad after all.
After showering, Fiona had chosen a blue sleeveless cocktail dress, before pulling her hair into a tall knot using the clips that had been provided with the dress. She had taken care with her makeup, adding some drama to her lovely eyes, thankful for the lessons that her friend, an aspiring model had given her. Pulling on the dress, the simplicity of it allowing her own wonderful figure to be seen at its best, the skirt falling in shimmering folds around her feet, she had stood by the mirror. Slipping on the delicate heels she had taken a final look at herself smiling with satisfaction.
Craig who had already dressed while she was in the shower had moved into the living room, answering emails on his phone, his concentration on the small device as she had walked in. Hearing her footsteps he had looked up, a large smile filling his handsome features.
“Well well Miss Campbell…you can carry off classy every bit as well as tarty” Fiona holding back the laugh at his obvious reference to the previous day. Her eyes however, had slipped over him a small lump rising to her throat at how handsome he looked wearing the tuxedo.
“You…look really nice” she had whispered softly, Craig smiling seeing the way she was trying not to stare at him, just as he was her as he had taken her arm leading her to the waiting car.
The evening had been a magical one for Fiona, as they had enjoyed a delicious meal sitting in the rotating restaurant with the whole city below them. The show later had only added to the magic of the night, Fiona enjoying the show as had Craig who had gained so much pleasure in the little things. The way that she would lean over to him including him in some little insight making him smile, her comments often making him laugh. As they had returned home, he had known that he had had a great night, flicking a look at Fiona knowing why it had been so enjoyable.
As they had returned to the hotel, he had taken her into his arms gently kissing her cheek
“I had a wonderful night” she nodding, her eyes sparkling, as in an almost involuntary action her eyes had fallen to his mouth Craig cupping her cheeks with his hands
“You were wonderful” he had whispered tilting her head as their eyes had met, his eyes drinking in everything about her face, the way her nose had tilted slightly in the cutest way, dimples appearing as she had smiled, groaning softly as their lips had met, raw need filling them both.
Sweeping her into his arms he had moved into the bedroom, placing her onto the large bed as though she were fine china as his mouth had explored the softness of her creamy neck and shoulders, Fiona pushing the jacket from him in the need for this man.
Whimpering she had whispered his name, her voice sending shivers through him as he had pulled back to look down on her, a strange look in his eyes
“You are driving me crazy Fiona Campbell” his voice sending tremors down her back as she had stroked his cheek, biting her lip softly before dropping her arms above her head, arching her back against him her voice almost a purr as she had chuckled
“Then prove it to me Mr Thompson”
Craig with a small manly growl doing exactly that.
Waking the next morning Fiona had
Running forward she had touched each, her eyes sparkling.
“Wow…just wow” kneeling down to see that the shoes were her size, looking at him questioningly as he had grinned. Fiona could tell that they were designer dresses, each she knew worth a considerable amount of money, stopping herself as she had started to tell him that it was too much, the realisation that he had done all of this as part of his ideal Christmas filling her with a strange disappointment.
“I may have peeked at your sizes while you were sleeping” he had said softly, as she had smiled, deciding that perhaps being part of his Christmas treat to himself was not so bad after all.
After showering, Fiona had chosen a blue sleeveless cocktail dress, before pulling her hair into a tall knot using the clips that had been provided with the dress. She had taken care with her makeup, adding some drama to her lovely eyes, thankful for the lessons that her friend, an aspiring model had given her. Pulling on the dress, the simplicity of it allowing her own wonderful figure to be seen at its best, the skirt falling in shimmering folds around her feet, she had stood by the mirror. Slipping on the delicate heels she had taken a final look at herself smiling with satisfaction.
Craig who had already dressed while she was in the shower had moved into the living room, answering emails on his phone, his concentration on the small device as she had walked in. Hearing her footsteps he had looked up, a large smile filling his handsome features.
“Well well Miss Campbell…you can carry off classy every bit as well as tarty” Fiona holding back the laugh at his obvious reference to the previous day. Her eyes however, had slipped over him a small lump rising to her throat at how handsome he looked wearing the tuxedo.
“You…look really nice” she had whispered softly, Craig smiling seeing the way she was trying not to stare at him, just as he was her as he had taken her arm leading her to the waiting car.
The evening had been a magical one for Fiona, as they had enjoyed a delicious meal sitting in the rotating restaurant with the whole city below them. The show later had only added to the magic of the night, Fiona enjoying the show as had Craig who had gained so much pleasure in the little things. The way that she would lean over to him including him in some little insight making him smile, her comments often making him laugh. As they had returned home, he had known that he had had a great night, flicking a look at Fiona knowing why it had been so enjoyable.
As they had returned to the hotel, he had taken her into his arms gently kissing her cheek
“I had a wonderful night” she nodding, her eyes sparkling, as in an almost involuntary action her eyes had fallen to his mouth Craig cupping her cheeks with his hands
“You were wonderful” he had whispered tilting her head as their eyes had met, his eyes drinking in everything about her face, the way her nose had tilted slightly in the cutest way, dimples appearing as she had smiled, groaning softly as their lips had met, raw need filling them both.
Sweeping her into his arms he had moved into the bedroom, placing her onto the large bed as though she were fine china as his mouth had explored the softness of her creamy neck and shoulders, Fiona pushing the jacket from him in the need for this man.
Whimpering she had whispered his name, her voice sending shivers through him as he had pulled back to look down on her, a strange look in his eyes
“You are driving me crazy Fiona Campbell” his voice sending tremors down her back as she had stroked his cheek, biting her lip softly before dropping her arms above her head, arching her back against him her voice almost a purr as she had chuckled
“Then prove it to me Mr Thompson”
Craig with a small manly growl doing exactly that.
Waking the next morning Fiona had
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