Clayton shifts, carefully flexing his arm to test the dressing. “I hope I didn’t offend your sensibilities too badly.” Arabella swallows to wet her suddenly dry mouth. “This isn’t the worst thing I’ve seen from you today.” His eyes flick from his arm to her face and back. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you cared about me.”
Arabella has an itch named Clayton Sharpe, and both of them want Reverend Matthew Mason. God help them.
read it on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21217409
Arabella/Clayton/Mason, E, belligerent sexual tension into getting together
Arabella swallows to wet her suddenly dry mouth. “This isn’t the worst thing I’ve seen from you today.”
His eyes flick from his arm to her face and back. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you cared about me.”
Arabella has an itch named Clayton Sharpe, and both of them want Reverend Matthew Mason. God help them.
read it on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21217409