“And, I can promise you that I’ll ask her to dance with me if she attends. Is that good enough?” Tobias said, straightening himself up. He could give just as sharp of looks as the little Princess could, and he employed such an expression now, not wanting to give in to her demands without at least a little bit of push back.
Francesca’s expression unfurled like a flower blooming in the morning sun. “Yes, I would love to see you try and dance with your poor, unsuspecting mate.”
“Not all of us are as skillful at trodding on toes and misplacing our elbows as you are, little Princess.” Tobias said, laughing a little.
Francesca rolled her eyes at him, and crossed her arms over her chest, unknowingly emphasizing her curves. Granted, Toby didn’t really take notice of those curves anymore. He’d
