Isobel stood and eased the dress off her shoulders, lowering it to the floor. Nothing stood between her and his hot gaze but the embroidered under shift. She moved closer to the tub and when she was beside it, she pulled the shift over her head and dropped it. Frang had an all too brief glimpse of her naked form before she stepped carefully into the tub and sank into the water. He collected the dress and shift from the floor, laying them over the chair placed by the fire. Frang noticed when he approached the tub to gather the shift, Isobel shrank a little in the water, wondering what...