Music Recommendation: Les outrages des hommes- Etienne Forget
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Eve stood in front of the burning fireplace, catching some heat. She watched one of the maids keep the last of her things in Vincent's room. Their room. The maid offered a deep bow, stepping out of the room, and closing the door behind her. To make sure that no one would come to disturb them tonight, Vincent walked towards the door and locked it.
Vincent's foot padded across the room, coming to where Eve stood and wrapped his arms around her waist. Pulling her close, he asked her, "Are you tired? You stood for many hours without rest."
"They are just a little sore," Eve replied, and breathed in his clean scent, similar to the fresh air after heavy rain. "What about your feet?"
