The Cottage
The clickity-clack of the hooves came up the driveway, and Imara met her own eyes in the mirror as she finished brushing her hair.
She wore the green dress Thorin bought in New Orleans; the one he said made her eyes sparkle. It fit her well, and unlike the other dresses in her armoire, it showed off her womanly features. It narrowed at the waist and revealed just enough cleavage not to be obscene. She left her hair down and wavy with the sides pulled back and hoped she looked good enough to make Ben pay for ignoring her all this time.
When she stepped into the hallway, she heard the door open downstairs and the sounds of Thomas and Thorin welcoming their guests. She thought she was angry enough to face him, but as soon as their eyes met when she came to the staircase
