Artemisia
“What are your plans for today?”
Logan’s smoky morning voice gets me to look up at him. He is lying on his back while I’m resting my head on his arm. “I promised Alberta to help her with the sewing work for the costumes for the summer ball to celebrate the solstice.”
“You can sew?” he asks curiously, and I shake my head with a giggle.
“Not really. But she was so excited about having me on board that I took something I could eventually manage by someone helping me out.”
He laughs as he continues to caress the hair falling on my back. “You are cute.”
“Thank you,” I scrunch my nose, blushing. “I just wanted to make a good impression as future Beta Female.”
Chuckling, he turns to me and pulls me close. “Oh, you did make the best of impressions already.”
“Stop it, Logan
