Celine’s POV
I stepped out of the bedroom, my hair wrapped in a towel and my nightdress hanging comfortably around me. Dave was seated in the sitting room with his phone to his ear.
I paused, staring to admire him for a moment. Then I heard him.
“Take care of her”
I cleared my throat to draw his attention to me. He lifted his eyes and it rested on me for a moment. A naughty smile hid behind my lips as I watched him stared.
His eyes trail from my face down to my neck and I watched his throat bobbed before he turned away.
Progress. I told myself.
I walked over and dropped onto the sofa beside him, deliberately sitting close. I held my phone between us, my eyes held his.
“Help me choose my birthday dress”
He glanced at the screen.
“What do you think of this one?” I asked, an
