Primrose gently swung her feet as she sat on Edmund's bed. The bed felt a little different from the one she had used before.
Did he really change it after she … accidentally dirtied it?
She quickly patted her warm cheeks, trying to get rid of the embarrassing thoughts spinning in her head.
She was here because she didn't want to be alone during the storm, that's all.
She wasn't here to do anything inappropriate.
"I'll change my clothes in the dressing room," Edmund said after picking up some clean clothes from the wardrobe. He seemed incredibly awkward around her, and Primrose could easily tell he was avoiding touching her at all.
Primrose quickly got off the bed. "I … I don't want to be left alone." She tugged gently at the hem of his clothes. "Can't you just change here instead?" she whispered, eyes lowered. "It's not like I haven't seen your body before."
That's right!
