Thou angelic face didst launch a thousand ships; your form hath brought many a man to his knees..." OK, you poetic bastard, you know how hot it makes ...e when you talk like that." Speaking of which, it's 'poetry time'." Oh no! You're not going to read poetry to me again!" complained Darla." I thought it makes you hot." It does, but I'm already primed." But, honey, it's our anniversary! I always pick a poem to read you on our anniversary," Chuck, I'm telling you that you don't have to be Lord. I took a few minutes to thumb through my emails on my phone while I waited. “Your name is Brad, right?” The voice startled me. It was the receptionist. “Yes,” I replied. “This is going to take a few minutes,” she called out from the open doorway where she stood peering in at me. “I can wait,” I replied. From where I sat in the conference room, I could see her working at her desk through a small window. I casually took note, trying to not be too obvious, that she answered the phone several. “She is meticulous and wishes the dresses to fit me properly. Plus, she shows me new ideas, and we spend time gossiping. Don’t begrudge me this indulgence. I get so bored in the castle, listening to Lady Nicole.”“Very well, my Lady,” Penny said with a smile. She cared greatly for her mistress and didn’t mind keeping her secret.A bell sounded as Marguerite entered the shop, and the seamstress stepped out from the back room. “Lady de Carrouges! It is a pleasure to see you again,” the woman said,. She went back into the bathroom talking with him the entire time. She sent me a text asking me how long until I would get home. I told her I thought it would be about 30 minutes. She asked me to text her when I was pulling into the driveway. This made me wonder but it also got me excited to know something might be going through her mind. They continued to talk as Tre worked on the shower that I had broken intentionally. About 15 minutes later, they walk out of the bathroom together and are.