C107 The dinner

Eric sat beside her and bent to clasp those pieces of jewelry around her ankles. He placed a soft kiss on it, its small bell rang as she flinched.

“Eric!”

He leaned in, hovering over her, and brushed her lips with his thumb.

“You like it?”

“Yes!”

Charlotte moved her feet and heard to the soft melody of her anklets.

“You better stop being so cute before I am tempted to do things