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.”

anything to do with one

they do,” I said after

you’ve gotten fat recently?” he said critically. “Your fat thighs will be more obvious in

gotten skinnier!”

that was the case. “Have I really gotten fat?”

he

more so for me because Ashton had never called me fat before until now. If it had merited

I’d look awful

gave a satisfied

that my plumpness had been pointed out, I felt

of milk. “Why aren’t you eating?” Ashton asked with

losing weight,” I said. “With a controlled diet, I should

It was well worth it to be able to

are you going to lose weight if you don’t eat

back in front of me. “Finish all

really don’t want to!” I protested. My appetite was virtually

he said sternly. “Caloric restriction is the worst way to lose weight. We can go to the gym tonight

pouted in defiance, but ultimately

of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure approaching us. It was

too. “Good morning, Mr.

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