Chapter 47

“As much as I would love to take all the credit, all of this wouldn't have been possible without my wife here,” Roman announced, practically bragging as his warm arm came around my shoulder.

His wife.

There was that tingling feeling again.

“Is that so?” Henderson’s eyss glinted with realization, “Well then I should be thanking you as well, Amelia, not only have you graced us with the presence of one as beautiful as you, you've also gifted us with such beauty,” He gestured at the wide expanse of the store.

“You flatter me, Mr. Henderson,” I smiled like a fool, feeling my cheeks heat up as a compliment.

He simply grinned and then nodded respectfully at Roman who now had a rather stiff expression on his face.

“I will leave you two to attend to other guests,” Then he turned to me, “I do hope you will save a dance for me, Amelia…”

My name sounded rather smooth on his tongue. He didn't call me Mrs. Wellington like the others and quite frankly, it was a breath of fresh air