~{LEAH'S POV}~
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I instantly shifted my gaze to him in amaze. He really had a way with words and sometimes I wonder if he actually knew what he was doing.
"Do you say that to every lady?" I curiously asked.
"I say that kind of stuff to people who deserve to be praised." He casually said and came to stand by my side to admire his handwork.
"I'll get this sewn and handed to you before we leave Paris," he said and I nodded in appreciation.
"Thank you."
"It's nothing," he waved it off while smiling charmingly and walking away to get something.
Coming back, I noticed him holding a rope-like belt which I sensed would be added to the piece but to my surprise, he stopped right in front of me and gestured for me to slightly open my arms.
"Is it necessary?"
I asked as his hands went around my waist to position the belt properly before tracing the sides all the way to the front to knot it.
