Really?
“…. So long as Michael is happy about it of course.”
Really really?
“You’re sure about that? I absolutely will not be offended if you prefer to say ‘No’.”
“Yes, Richard, I’m sure…. but how were you planning on asking Michael?” Then her eyes sparkle. “In fact, you’ll have your chance very soon. He’s dropping by to pick me up. I’m expecting him any time now.”
Oh, great….
Next stop: James, and quickly….
There a perfunctory tap on the door and Michael walks in. “It’s only me.” The blond man nods acknowledgement. “Richard.” Then he strides cross to Charlotte, kissing her on the mouth with just a hint that the kiss would have been longer and deeper were I not there.
He backs off, a finger under her chin, looking into her face. “Something wrong?” He turns to me, frowning.
But the
