Oct 15, 2017
( ✧ ) one muse adjusts the other’s necktie or jewelry. (Dash)
“Oh dear lord.” Evie laughed, watching Dash attempt to tie a tie as he readied for some event she was unaware of. She’d offered to watch the girls for him, allowing him to have a grown up night out. “Haven’t you ever tied a tie before?” Grinning, Evie rose from her spot in a chair and walked over to him, gently swatting his hands away from the silk garment and made quick work of tying a windsor knot before gently patting his chest once she was done. “I swear only women know how to tie these things.” She smirked, looking up at him. “Dare I say you clean up well, Mr. Hastings.”