Anne Boleyn (
happyfalcon) wrote2015-04-05 08:50 pm
[For Thomas] [Modern AU] The Retreat
The retreat had gone perfectly so far. It had been reserved at a scenic mountain resort, so outside it was cold but inside was perfectly warm and cozy.
Thomas Boleyn had only attended a few of the scheduled events, leaving Anne and George in charge of the majority of the events. There was a little cocktail party scheduled that evening - by Anne, of course - semi-formal, the men were wearing nice suits while the ladies wore dresses. Anne herself was wearing a black dress with a see-through lace back to show off her slender back. She was sipping champagne as the evening began drawing to a close.
Anne hadn't been openly avoiding Thomas, but she hadn't pursued his company either. She didn't want to tip off her brother or father that they'd been seeing each other. It hadn't been anything heavy or particularly intimate - since they'd met up at the bar that evening they'd gone out on a dinner or two. But they hadn't crossed the sexual line just yet.
Though it was getting more and more difficult to suppress the urges she felt while he was around.
Seeing him tonight in a nice jacket and tie made it even more difficult - Anne had to drink a little more to keep her desire under control. But it was obvious from the dress she wore that she was trying to spark the same desire in him. Anne sipped her champagne for another moment before she spied Thomas in the crowd. After a moments' hesitation she approached him cordially.
"Mr. Wyatt, so good to see you - tell me, how have you been enjoying the events so far?" She asked.
Thomas Boleyn had only attended a few of the scheduled events, leaving Anne and George in charge of the majority of the events. There was a little cocktail party scheduled that evening - by Anne, of course - semi-formal, the men were wearing nice suits while the ladies wore dresses. Anne herself was wearing a black dress with a see-through lace back to show off her slender back. She was sipping champagne as the evening began drawing to a close.
Anne hadn't been openly avoiding Thomas, but she hadn't pursued his company either. She didn't want to tip off her brother or father that they'd been seeing each other. It hadn't been anything heavy or particularly intimate - since they'd met up at the bar that evening they'd gone out on a dinner or two. But they hadn't crossed the sexual line just yet.
Though it was getting more and more difficult to suppress the urges she felt while he was around.
Seeing him tonight in a nice jacket and tie made it even more difficult - Anne had to drink a little more to keep her desire under control. But it was obvious from the dress she wore that she was trying to spark the same desire in him. Anne sipped her champagne for another moment before she spied Thomas in the crowd. After a moments' hesitation she approached him cordially.
"Mr. Wyatt, so good to see you - tell me, how have you been enjoying the events so far?" She asked.

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"I understand, my Thomas," she laughed softly as she sat up once he moved from the bed. "Mind George doesn't see you either - father is the first person he'd tell."
She watched with some amusement as he ducked into the bathroom. For a moment she just chuckled and relived the night before over and over again in her mind. Then she was up and getting dressed, for it was nearly time for breakfast and her father was expecting her.
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He actually felt a little bashful coming back out again. Anne was getting dressed and ready for the day. He didn't know how he would ever manage to be in the same room with her without revealing his feelings to everyone. But he had to. They both had to.
"That was... the best. You're amazing. In every way," he said stepping in front of Anne and leaning in for a quick kiss. "Would you check that the road is clear?" He'd prefer Anne to peek out of her room first since there was no guarantee of who might be walking by.
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"I could say the same for you," she smiled as she turned and started for the door. A quick peek outside showed that the hall was indeed clear. Anne nodded and gave him another quick kiss of her own. "Thank you again...it was a fantastic evening."
With that said, she let him go. Back to the charade of pretending they were coworkers and nothing more.