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Christian settled down on the bed. The model was an unexpected marriage of Eastern and Western styles. Thicker and more luxurious than the Eastern, but on the floor without a frame. You had to give it to him: as a decorator, the man had a knack.<br> | Christian settled down on the bed. The model was an unexpected marriage of Eastern and Western styles. Thicker and more luxurious than the Eastern, but on the floor without a frame. You had to give it to him: as a decorator, the man had a knack.<br> | ||
“Thank you,” he said graciously. No need to argue. He opened the package, unwrapping the fabric with care.<br> | “Thank you,” he said graciously. No need to argue. He opened the package, unwrapping the fabric with care.<br> | ||
| − | I settled on a floor pillow and watched, sitting on my hands and | + | I settled on a floor pillow and watched, sitting on my hands and truing not to fidget. It took some time to find just what I had in mind and selecting the fabric and the cord took yet more. Despite crewing with the man for nearly a year, I was painfully aware that I really hadn’t any clue as to his tastes when working...and so I bit my lip and tried not to ruin it for him now as he unwrapped the gift.<br> |
Christian undid the last fold and smoothed the fabric across his lap, looking down at the gift itself. Nestled in the fabric was an intricately carved teakwood box with brass fittings. Light gleamed on the polished grain of it as Christian raised the lid. Inside lay a porcelain tea set for two, eggshell thin and translucent, with only the faintest of slip tracery along the cup rims and teapot belly. Red silk lined the box and the creamy porcelain took on a faint rosy hue.<br> | Christian undid the last fold and smoothed the fabric across his lap, looking down at the gift itself. Nestled in the fabric was an intricately carved teakwood box with brass fittings. Light gleamed on the polished grain of it as Christian raised the lid. Inside lay a porcelain tea set for two, eggshell thin and translucent, with only the faintest of slip tracery along the cup rims and teapot belly. Red silk lined the box and the creamy porcelain took on a faint rosy hue.<br> | ||
Christian smiled.<br> | Christian smiled.<br> | ||
