@Wick
While Orren headed to the living room, Adelina ascended the steps to the second floor and opened the door to her room. She kicked off her shoes and snagged the book off of her nightstand. With it in hand she walked back down the steps and into the living room to find Orren seated on the floor in front of the couch, waiting for her. She smiled and crossed over to the couch and took a seat. She tucked her feet underneath her and spread her skirt over them as she got settled. She smiled down at Orren. "Ready?" She inquired. Upon his agreement, that he was in fact ready, Adelina began to read. It was her favorite book and she used to read it all the time when she was a child. She had been delighted to find it again in the library and now she was happy she could share the experience with Orren. Her soothing voice filled the room as she read, the cadence and tone rhythmic. She smiled to herself when he began to eat the pie and proclaimed it delicious before telling her she needed to try some.
Her cheeks flushed a little at the nickname he gave her and she ignored the fluttering feeling in her stomach as she leaned forward and delicately ate the piece of pie held before her. "Mmmmm, it is good." She agreed, licking her lips for any remnant pie filling.
While Orren headed to the living room, Adelina ascended the steps to the second floor and opened the door to her room. She kicked off her shoes and snagged the book off of her nightstand. With it in hand she walked back down the steps and into the living room to find Orren seated on the floor in front of the couch, waiting for her. She smiled and crossed over to the couch and took a seat. She tucked her feet underneath her and spread her skirt over them as she got settled. She smiled down at Orren. "Ready?" She inquired. Upon his agreement, that he was in fact ready, Adelina began to read. It was her favorite book and she used to read it all the time when she was a child. She had been delighted to find it again in the library and now she was happy she could share the experience with Orren. Her soothing voice filled the room as she read, the cadence and tone rhythmic. She smiled to herself when he began to eat the pie and proclaimed it delicious before telling her she needed to try some.
Her cheeks flushed a little at the nickname he gave her and she ignored the fluttering feeling in her stomach as she leaned forward and delicately ate the piece of pie held before her. "Mmmmm, it is good." She agreed, licking her lips for any remnant pie filling.