"Pot roast, my favorite!" His eyes sparkle and he hurries upstairs to shower. She waits for him to return and he comes down, in jeans and a black t-sh...rt. Damn, he looks delicious! He sits and begins to fix his plate and Star waits again. He stops and looks at her, now shaking his head."Baby, you know you don't have to wait for me to eat. I know it's Bengali tradition to let the men eat first but we don't do that here. We eat together as a family." He passes her the bowl of peas and she fixes. “Lady Carter, may I ask a favour?”“Certainly,” Harriet answered.“I am grateful to Lady Colton for her support, but I fear she may develop an interest in me beyond our common purpose. We shared a cabin together, sailing for Southampton, and whilst nothing overt precipitated, I feel uncomfortable with the way her eyes rest on me.”Harriet suppressed a smile, thinking back to the nights she had spent seeking solace in Lucy’s embrace.“You must be used to your fair share of attention, my dear Miss. So we rented a romantic movie that she had been wanting to see, and a bottle of wine and then headed home.When we got home, we kicked off our shoes and got comfortable on the sofa in front of the TV. We turned off the lights and Mom nestled into my shoulder with my arm around her as we settled in. We had brought the wine bottle out and had managed to finish it off pretty quickly. After the first hour of the movie we seemed to have lost track of the whole world, at least I know that I wasn't. After a few hours of trial and error, everyone seemed to have figured out how they wanted their XMR set up. Vasiliev walked up and down the range as he watched the recruits fire their weapons, the loud cracks of railguns and the electrical buzz of plasma ringing out.“Every time that you empty a mag or a canister, I want to see you swap out the receiver,” he yelled over the din. “Make a habit of it, starting right now.”I was having a lot of fun, the XMR was not too different from the weapons.