Alas, no furs. Just a few changes of clothes, some of which may or may not fit Arthur.

"I am quite taken with you," he replied honestly. No sense in beating around the bush about it as he began to rinse the suds away, following their progress down his back. The freckles looked a bit faded this time of year, but he was sure they would be back in full force with the summer sun.

"There are many reasons for it, but above all, you have a way of making me feel at ease."