She saw him walk around her, his eyes not breaking eye contact with her until he came to step in front of her. Because of his height, Madeline had to crane her neck up to look at him, "You are free to walk back to your room," said Calhoun looking into her brown eyes.
"Where are my clothes?" she inquired, her eyes breaking away from him to search the room but it seemed that the dress she had been wearing had disappeared.
"On your body," came the nonchalant answer from him. He knew what she was speaking about, but he behaved like he had no clue.
"The dress that I was wearing earlier before you asked me to be your muse," she asked him by keeping her patience.
