"Thank you, General for always being so kind to me, even when I was just a scullery maid here at Fenway. " She said.
His gaze never wavered from hers. She noticed his hand was still touching the small of her back and everything but them seemed to disappear.
"Someon had to look out for you. Even then, I could see the young males making ees at you, but you my sweet Clancy have always been blinded by your ambition. You were too driven to see just how beautiful you are, and now it would seem you can no longer hide that beauty. It shines too brightly for all to see. " The General confessed. He gently cupped her cheek with his hand. The gesture intimate, and almost sacred.
Clancy had never been touched like that by a man before. This felt like a dream. Every word he said and the way his eyes were dark with desire for only her. Something she could only dream about in the past. He was here. He wanted her. She could see it in his eyes.
