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It’s not long before we’re alone in one of The Manor’s suites--the suite where he cornered otThe door closes softly behind us, and I’rand, satin-adorned bed He lifts ot a set of lustful greens gazing down ata soft kiss on ht into le?’ I ask, a little surprised

‘I do’ He nuzzles further ‘I want to snuggle withto denyoff to the best start, then’ he says, coht, his sainst h ceiling, ering for weeks--the thoughts that I have tried my hardest to bat away Impossible The perfection of this moment, of our love for each other, is clouded by the reality of the challenges ahead

There has been no contact from Mikael, so I assue for now, although he’s bound to return soon and I highly expect hiht of Coral, either, and Sarah has been kicked out on her arse after ad that I absolutely knew she did I’ve not heard froe, but I’e of Jesse’s drinking issue And then there’s my period, which is due on Monday I’ve never wished so hard for sonorant to the fact that I’ve buried my head well and truly in the sand Way, way down

Jesse hasn’t nant He would love to have me nailed to his side, he’s made that clear, and perhaps he thinks a baby would achieve this He would see it as the perfect excuse forelse he would like to happen But I lovewith clients I’ll battle with hinant I’ve no idea what I’ll do if I ans ofhim wear condoust, but if I’nant, then I want it to stay that way

‘Will you do so’ His hot breath onhi place, his hair now a dishevelledmy eyes ‘What do you want, baby?’

‘Can you please resist talking to Patrick about Mikael?’ I brace ed to keep hi later for the evening reception, I’s have been quiet on the Mikael front, and I’ve been allowed to work, even if he does call constantly I wouldn’t be at all surprised if Jesse knows that reed not to visit Patrick if you spoke with him And I don’t believe you have’ He raises expectant eyebrows at me

No, I haven’t, because I have no idea how to approach this He was shocked enough to hear that I wason the contract I could hardly hit him with the shock that I’m about to jump ship on Rococo Union’s uarantees Patrick’s retirement--the retirement that he won’t need if I tell him the news because he’ll most certainly keel over and die of shock

‘Give me until Monday’ I plead ‘I’ll talk to hihtly narrowed ‘Iin’

‘Okay’

He grunts a little, and then buries hiain ‘And when do I get to take you away?’

‘I did warn you if you wanted to marry me so quickly, there would be no honeymoon for a while You accepted that, remember?’

He lifts his head and points a scowl at etto be able to love her?’

‘You always love , I’h, so I’m technically connected to you all day, anyway’ I need to approach this issue, too He’s relentless

‘I want you to give up working’ he’s pouting, and I’ested this He’s not de, ly head ‘Be a lady of leisure’ he presses

‘Hoould I be a lady of leisure if I’m perroin, enticing a sharp intake of breath fro at me, the crafty arse, and I suspect a sense fk is on the horizon I’d love hie after the last feeeks of gentle Jesse

‘Ward, you are not taking et downstairs before my mum comes in search of us’