Ummmmmm…
The brazen schemer!
I squinted my eyes at him and held on when it seemed he wasgoing to let me go.
“That kiss was awesome, my lord, but not so fast.”
His lips twitched.
“Do thesethingshave anything to do with a certainMadam Dupont?”I demanded to know.
“Darling.”
I waited.
Apparently, that was all he was going to say.
“Loren,” I snapped.
“I won’t exert myself.I promise.”
“I should hope not, since you also promised you healed fast,and I would hate to feel the need to sleep alone in my own bed to allow youroom to do that.”
He gathered me back to him and put his lips to mine.
“This is most assuredly incentive to see to my health.”
“Indeed,” I agreed.
I felt his lips smile against mine, he kissed me again, thistimehellamore thoroughly, so I was swaying anddazed when he ended it, lifted up, kissed my forehead and murmured, “See you atseven.”
And then he was away.
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Satrine
Scratching him under his chin, I carried Mr.Popplewell purring in my arms into the kitchens at the back of the house.
When I arrived, our cook, Mrs.Soames, looked up and smiled.
“Lady Satrine, how lovely.”
I sniffed the air and shared, “I’m accompanying LordRemington toLe Cirque Magiquetonight, and it is solely a testamentto how wonderful he is that I go and thus sacrifice experiencing whatever it isyou’re cooking for our dinner.”
She blushed.
“Mr.Popplewell tells me he needs chicken,” I informed her.
He purred louder.
“Lady Maxine was in here not an hour ago, getting him a bowlof cod,” she told me.
Mr.Popplewell hissed.
I looked down at the cat.“You didn’t tell me that.”
