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Grace woke up slowly, rolling over and resting her hand on Oliver's chest. The events of last night came swirling back around her. He had kissed her, and she had kissed him back, eagerly. He finally slowly pulled away, smiling at her.

"So, I guess that is a yes?" he asked comically, keeping her in his arms.

She giggled and responded, "Yes. Oliver, I will marry you. I love you, and I have loved you for a long time, I think."

She did not remember which of them moved first, but suddenly, Grace was being pushed onto her back, Oliver kissing every exposed inch of her skin. His hand found its way to her robe belt, and slowly untied it, exposing Grace's silk nightgown. He stopped his exploration and looked into Grace's eyes, seeking her approval.

"Grace?" He asked tentatively.

"Oliver…" his name on her lips was all he needed to continue his exploration of her body. She was pure pleasure, and he loved every inch of her. Soon clothes were scattered about the room, and Grace was snuggled up at Oliver's side. They fell asleep in each others arms, two contented lovers who had newly discovered one another.

Grace raised her head up to look at Oliver. He was still asleep, his lips curved into a small smile. She couldn't understand why he had chosen her, but she didn't care. She was his now, forever. She smiled and turned her head to look at her bedside clock, which read 8:30. The entire household was already up! She quickly jumped out of bed, rushing to her closet to get dressed.

Oliver awoke to a woman's body rolling away from his and hopping out of bed. He sat up just in time to see her run into her closet. She seemed in a hurry for some reason, which he did not realize until he looked at her clock. They had slept in. Grace came rushing back into the room, stopping in her tracks as she saw Oliver, who was stepping out of bed. She only had her slip on, dress lain across her arm. She then came to the realization that the entire household was indeed awake, and that someone was bound to see their employer leaving his secretary's room with the same clothes he wore yesterday.

"Oliver!" She exclaimed, pulling her dress over her head. "It's already 8:30! Everyone is awake, and someone might see you coming out of my rooms."

Oliver had not thought of that, but then again, hardly anything he had said or done last night had been thought over. He had let passion and the moment get in the way of his judgment, but he didn't care.

"Grace, it's ok. Let them talk. We are getting married, so if anyone objects, they can consider themselves fired." He answered, pulling her toward him and kissing her hungrily. She responded by 

wrapping her arms around his neck, arching into his body. They were suddenly interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Miss Fahrell?" called Mrs. Greere, who began to open the door. Grace flew over to the door and gave her best smile.

"Yes, Mrs. Greere? I apologize, but I am kind of getting a late start today. I'll be down in a moment."

"Yes, miss. Oh and have you seen Mr. Warbucks? No one seems to be able to find him."

Grace blushed slightly, and started to say, "Well, I don't …"

"Ah, Mrs. Greere, what can I help you with?" Oliver interrupted, pulling the door farther open to reveal his face to her. She quickly became a brilliant shade of red, and stammered,

"Oh, Mr. Warbucks…umm, everyone has been looking for you…"

"Well, I've been here, with my fiancé, the entire time." He responded, taking Grace by the shoulder and pulling her towards him. She smiled awkwardly at Mrs. Greere, who immediately smiled and stepped back. Without a word, she disappeared down the hall. Everyone had known that Grace had fallen in love with their employer, and they knew it was only a matter of time until their true feelings had let themselves be known.

Oliver pulled the door shut, laughing at Mrs. Greer's reaction to the engagement. She had acted like she had known the whole time. Now all they had to do was tell Annie.

Annie was sitting in the library, reading a book, while Sandy was in her lap, when Oliver entered. He sat down beside her and gave her a small hug as she placed the book beside her, ready to hear the news that she had been waiting for since she arrived at the mansion.

"Annie, how would you like for Grace to be your mother, and me your father?" He said, bringing the little girl to sit in his lap. They had learned just a short time ago that her parents had been killed in a fire, and plans for her adoption had been postponed until after Rooster's trial.

"Well, it took you long enough." She said immediately, wrapping her arms around his neck in a hug, "I knew that you two would end up together."

"Well, how about it? Would you like to be our little girl?"

"Oh, yes! Of course!"

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