Dorothy looked up and met Credence's tender eyes.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, she felt anxious and her face turned red. She wanted to break free of his embrace, but he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into his embrace again.

Credence narrowed his eyes, then used his free hand to lift her chin up, looking both rascally and gentlemanly. He leaned in close to her ear, satisfied at her blushing face. He chuckled lightly and said, "Mrs. Scott, are you still mad at your husband?"

Dorothy's head was forced up, and she met his eyes. His handsome appearance fell into her eyes, and she could almost feel...