“I'm afraid,” she admitted, “that it will require you to get dressed again. Which I find very sad, indeed.” Ana's fingers traced along his bare collar bone as her eyes lingered on his chest, punctuating just why she would be disappointed. “But I do think it will be worth it in the end.”
Truthfully, after the kiss, she'd had some second thoughts about her plan. If they stayed in, not only would they not have to put their clothing back on, but more of it would definitely come off. Ananya loved the fact that she never had to hide her desire for Charles. It had taken a long time for her to get used to that, it went against everything she'd been taught, but her husband never discouraged her.
And because of that, he deserved a treat. It was obvious that the heat, along with the length of the day, was wearing him down. Engaging in physical activity wasn't going to cool him off, no matter how enjoyable it might be. So she would stick with her original suggestion.
Accordingly, she made her way to the closet. As she did so, she commented, “I don't think we will have to put on all the heavy trappings, however. Here's a shirt for you, and I will find one of the cotton dresses, and then we will go.”