“Come on, get up.

You need to go see Rosalynn, remember?” Tilda urged, her tone gentle yet insistent.

Lyndon grunted in acknowledgment, tossing aside the covers with a brisk motion before swinging his legs out of bed.

Tilda hesitated briefly, then added, “Do you mind if I come along to visit Rosalynn?”

“Of course you can come,” Lyndon replied without hesitation as he fetched the clothes his mother had set out for Tilda.

He laid them neatly on the bed, then tenderly brushed her hair back from her forehead and planted a soft kiss there.

“As long as you promise not to get jealous,” he whispered teasingly.

Tilda bit her lip.

“Do you really think I’m that petty?”

Lyndon chuckled, his eyes crinkling with affection.

“Not at all.

My wife is the most generous woman I _ know, he assured her, his tone light and flattering as he helped her out of the covers and began helping her dress.

warmth of his fingers as they brushed against her skin soothed Tilda’s

wasn’t their first such

to appreciate

the bed, Tilda

can walk by

raised an eyebrow

you sure you don’t need me

fine on my own,” Tilda insisted

mischievous glint appeared in Lyndon’s

make me doubt my own

him, her cheeks tinged

need for

your strength is

I hear?” Lyndon’s

love hearing your

and hurried into

then headed

Brea was having fun

descend, Brea greeted them with

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