Chapter 26 Water Goddess“You want me to wear this?” I ask incredulously, holding the whimsical costume of wispy silvery-blue fabric sceptically. It is rather thinner than most things I wear, and rather apt to be blown in indecorous ways by the slightest gust of wind.
“Can you think of anything more fitting for a water goddess?” he counters, daring me to say what he knows has crossed both of our minds and is absolutely forbidden. I roll my eyes and take the dress into my bathroom to change. To my surprise, it actually covers as much as my usual dresses and is rather becoming, besides. I don t know that I like that, truly—won t it make this more difficult for him? But I shake off the thought; surely he knew what he was getting himself into when he picked this costume for our painting sessio
