Primrose held her breath as Edmund trailed kisses along her bare shoulder. Her dress had already slipped down to her chest, along with the bandeau underneath.
It was a good thing she hadn't worn a corset or a complicated gown. She thought she'd only need a thick coat for the trip, or maybe, deep down, she already had a feeling something like this would happen in the middle of the road.
Whatever the reason was, Primrose was grateful that Edmund could strip her clothes off so easily.
"Are you sure you're not cold? Your skin feels a little chilly," he murmured.
Primrose pulled his face closer to hers and smiled playfully. "Then you can help me get warm."
[I'm trying to hold back, but why does my wife keep testing me?] Edmund thought helplessly. [What if we end up breaking the carriage?]
