Falyn Pov
“Are you nervous?” I took a deep breath as Amelia tightened my corset tighter, my hand pressed firmly against my stomach as I let all of my breath out, giving her as much room as possible to finish tightening the corset. I was starting to hate the thing, but I still liked to wear it every now and then. There was a certain sexy feeling that came over me when I wore it, and the way Cain’s eyes would darken as they slowly slid from the top to the bottom of me helped motivate me to wear it as well. I had gotten comfortable again in my dresses that were tight but not suffocatingly tight, slits up the side to give me easy access to my dagger, and to the tight black pants, I often wore for training. Cain wasn’t the same as Arlo…I mean Theon was. Cain didn’t care what I wore. I imagined
