"May I help you?" A voice broke the silence and ruined the moment, bringing back Roselyn to reality.
The show owned bowed down when they both moved their gaze on him. Her cheeks became red when she met his gaze.
John cleared his voice, pushing Roselyn gently to the side as she was impeding him to see the silverware exposed. His hand was still on her back while the other one pointed at some pieces at the bottom of the table.
"We're looking for silverware, but we want the best pieces you have. It's for a special occasion. Our marriage."
The ladies who still had their gaze on them looked at each other to whisper something and then went out in a hurry.
Where were they going? Probably to tell what they saw to all the inhabitants of Yorkshire, just like always John was right, they were here to find out someone to gossip about. He seemed to know people and women more than she did.
