The expression of shock gave way to something more tender, nearly vulnerable. He smiled and shook his head, then began to undo the fastenings keeping his gauntlets secure.
"I'd be honored to." He made short work of the task and received the book, indicating the bed while pulling a chair up to the side of it. He adjusted himself so the candle light would fall on the pages but not the pillows and thumbed through. It was a collection of short stories, it seemed, and the book was well-loved.
"Any one in here you'd like to hear specifically?" His tone was gentle and unguarded, more man than mountain.
"I'd be honored to." He made short work of the task and received the book, indicating the bed while pulling a chair up to the side of it. He adjusted himself so the candle light would fall on the pages but not the pillows and thumbed through. It was a collection of short stories, it seemed, and the book was well-loved.
"Any one in here you'd like to hear specifically?" His tone was gentle and unguarded, more man than mountain.