He shook his head. “You’re not allowed to wear skirts anymore!”

Before I could react, he had draped his coat over my thighs to my chagrin.

I was also distinctly aware that everyone around us who was having breakfast glanced toward us more often than was necessary. Do I look indecent?

I examined my dressing again, but I didn’t find anything overtly inappropriate. “Do I look strange at all?” I pleaded with Ashton.

He nodded solemnly. “Yes. You’re too beautiful, that’s the problem.”

I was flabbergasted for a moment and burst into laughter the next. “Where did you learn to say things like that?”

 

He took a sip of water at length. “Just don’t wear skirts this short again.”

“It looks good on me,” I pouted. “Why can’t I wear it?”

 

“It’s too short!” Ashton said brusquely.

Nora said that Ashton’s reaction like this was a common ailment amongst men. They would try to restrict their wives’ freedom to dress provocatively to the best of their ability but would enjoy looking at skimpily dressed women out in public.

“Rebecca and Rachel wear short skirts often and I think they look nice,” I said deliberately. “Why can’t I do the same? You can ogle at others but why can’t I let others ogle at me? Ashton, you’re being unreasonable.”

to do with one

I said after

fat recently?” he said critically. “Your fat thighs will be more obvious in a short

I’ve gotten skinnier!” I

if that was the case. “Have I really

little!” he replied

girls can feel very insecure about our looks. It felt even more so for me because Ashton had never called me fat before until now. If it had merited a mention from him, perhaps

look awful in them

gave a satisfied

enjoyed eating, but now that my plumpness had been pointed out, I felt self-conscious and didn’t have much of

to a glass of milk. “Why aren’t you eating?”

start losing weight,” I said. “With a controlled diet, I should be able to

It was well worth it

you going to lose weight if you don’t eat regularly? We can go for a walk tonight to burn off those extra calories

pushed the pastries back in front of me.

to!” I protested. My appetite

must!” he said sternly. “Caloric restriction is the worst way to lose weight. We

pouted in defiance, but

eye, I saw a figure approaching us. It was

“Good morning, Mr.

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