Better left Unseen.

Clara had lots to tell Anna as she got dressed that night. She stopped short of the full details, and Anna probably didn’t read between the lines enough to know. Clara found that her appetite had merely been whetted. She couldn’t stop thinking about him and when she might see him next. She wanted more time alone. She wanted to go further.
 
"Clara?" He said in slight confusion as she stepped in and seemed to clam up. "Are you okay?" He said as he stepped closer to her, touching her hands. "Has something happened?" He whispered as he lead her to the small table set he was given, sliding her a chair out to give her a seat.
 
"I...don't..." he said blinking slightly at her actions, pressing to him. "What di you want?" He said not picking up on her motivation yet. Afterall, she was a proper lady, as much as he felt fir her, her rushing fir even more? He though it would have taken more time.
 

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