Madeline had been frantic while searching for the garter as it was an intimate possession of any lady and to drop it and to be found by another person was embarrassing. From the time she had realised it to be missing she had been trying to think where it could have been dropped but who knew Calhoun had it.
Her brown eyes glanced at Sophie, who was busy looking at the paintings, and Madeline looked back into Calhoun's eyes that were filled with amusement. Gulping down softly, she asked him, "D-do you mean y-you have it?" it was hard to keep her head straight at the thought that the piece of fabric was in his possession now.
"It?" asked Calhoun, ready to twist her around with his words as he enjoyed seeing those pink lips stutter out words.
