She didn't seem mad but women could be tricky. Especially married women, right? He eyed her for a moment before she turned about and then his knees felt weak. Merlin, she was his married woman, though, no matter how tricky she was being. Slowly he stepped forward to do just as she asked.
His fingers found the zipper and gently began to work it down to expose more of her skin and the corset worn under. His hand paused, his breath hitched and then a small smile began to slowly widen across his mouth. Stephen leaned down and began pressing kisses to her bare shoulder.
"I don't remember much of last night.. but I intend on remembering everything about tonight, Mrs. Cornfoot."