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39.<br />
Promise.<br />
EDWARD<br />
FLORENCE<br />
Not even if... if someone says<br />
something bad to me.<br />
EDWARD evades. He is gazing at her legs stretched out on the<br />
white counterpane.<br />
EDWARD<br />
Uhuh. Can I ask you something?<br />
FLORENCE<br />
Of course.<br />
EDWARD<br />
I want to take your stockings off.<br />
FLORENCE<br />
I think I’d better do it.<br />
Self-consciously, she unclips the top of her stockings. EDWARD<br />
watches transfixed. His pov - the lifted hem of the light summer<br />
dress, the glimpse of her suspender belt, the silk stocking<br />
peeling away to reveal her sun-tanned legs.<br />
Utterly entranced, EDWARD has to clear his throat to speak.<br />
EDWARD<br />
So brown...<br />
FLORENCE<br />
All that tennis in Summertown.<br />
He moves closer to her side. The bedsprings squeak mournfully.<br />
This sound will become a feature. He places a hand well above<br />
her knee, and lets it move up. FLORENCE stiffens involuntarily.<br />
FLORENCE (CONT’D)<br />
Sorry... Sort of tickles.<br />
EDWARD<br />
It’s all right.<br />
He moves his hand further under her dress, along her inner<br />
thigh. FLORENCE’S face tightens.
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