Part of a Contract, or part of something more?

"I could give you a shirt unless you want something fitted. I will summon someone." Ryland stood up.

Aliceabella looked up. "A shirt would be fine, it'd only be for one night, I can get my nighty cleaned tomorrow."

Ryland pulled out a plain cotton t-shirt and gave it to the girl silently.

"Thanks." She mumbled, moving to go get changed in the bathroom.

Ryland chuckled, going back to his papers.

Aliceabella tugged her dress off and slipped her bra off, sliding the t-shirt on. She pulled it down so it covered her and folded the dress neatly, heading back into the bedroom.

"I already know what you look like naked," Ryland pointed out, chuckling.

Aliceabella shrugged. "You think that means I'm going to swan around nude?" She asked, placing the dress next to her bag.

"No, but your modesty is amusing," Ryland chuckled again.

Aliceabella sat on the edge of the bed. "Would you rather I went around flaunting myself like the spindler I am?"

Ryland rested his chin on his hand. "No," he grinned.

Aliceabella nodded. "Excatly." She wrinkled her nose. "Wren's only jealous because she's a..." She trailed off, trying to think of a good insult.

Ryland stayed quiet to hear what Aliceabella was going to say. He was amused by the girl.

Aliceabella nodded. "Because she's a grumpy traitorus bitch." She looked at Ryland. "Who likes you by the way."

Ryland raised his eyebrows. "Likes me?"

Aliceabella nodded. "Yup." She smiled wickedly. "Desperate to please and get in your good books, although you really should replace book with another word beginning with B." Her wicked smirk grew.

Ryland crossed the room and took Aliceabella's chin in his hand. "Pretty brave talk."

Aliceabella blushed. "I didn't say you wanted to do anything with her." She stared up at him.

Ryland released her face, smirking.

Aliceabella pouted. "I didn't say you wanted to do things with her because there's no need to say it when actions speak louder than words." She scrambled up the bed away from him, grinning.

"What are you talking about?" Ryland raised and eyebrow and sat on the edge of the bed.

Aliceabella laughed. "I was joking." She swivled her legs round and tugged the t-shirt down.

"I can see through your shirt in this light." Ryland looked up from the white fabric to her face.

Aliceabella blushed."Then dont look." She tugged the t-shirt down again.

"I just thought you might like to know," Ryland grinned and looked completely away.