They spent the next hour in the bedroom, slowly getting ready for the long day ahead, both of them dressing each other.
Rowan stood behind her, his large, nimble fingers carefully fastening the tiny row of buttons running down the back of her cotton dress. He pressed soft warm kisses to her bare skin before hiding it beneath the fabric.
After that, Delaney stood in front of him, her small hands reaching up to carefully tie his crisp white linen cravat. She smoothed the dark lapels of his casual morning coat, ensuring he looked perfect.
They went downstairs and had a wonderful, hot breakfast together in the small dining room. For the very first time in their lives, they did not have to sit at the opposite ends of a formal dining table. They sat completely next to each other, sharing their food and talking quietly.
They did a lot of peaceful relaxing activities together till the evening finally arrived.
