The four stopped for a meal where Jimmy had left them to go on their own four eventful days previously, and although Lois and Jimmy initially balked at sharing the meal with Nanny and Wilkes, they were finally convinced to sit down with them so that they could hammer out some decisions as to the castle and what would be done in the future. Once the formalities of asking if Lois and Jimmy would be willing to leave Sandford and move to the castle were over, the four got a great deal of amusement out of trying to think of a good name for the castle. Nanny kept declaring it should be something 'airy', because it was her 'castle in the air come to life', but no one could think of anything really appropriate.
It was decided that Jimmy and Lois would immediately arrange to have more rooms aired out and renovated, especially the 'master suite' and one or two guest suites. Jimmy and Lois, when they could move in, would take over the suite already renovated, including the kitchen. Jimmy then added that if Wilkes let them know when he and Nanny were returning from America, they would get in a supply of food and wood for the fireplace and make sure the telephone worked 'for outgoing calls, if nothing else,' Jimmy grinned.
"I'd offer to come and be your cook, right away when you're back," Lois said, "but knowing Lord Sandford, we will have to work out our full ninety days at the very least. Somehow I don't think it will be that long before you are back in England."
"I do hope not," Wilkes agreed. "I think Nanny and I can manage on our own for a while... as a sort of, you know... honeymoon period... alone...!"
"Willy, I'm sorry... I 'ate to rush you, but... if Eloise and Kay are..." Nanny suddenly found the wait interminable.
Understanding as usual, Wilkes arranged payment for the meal and the four got back in to the car and headed on the last stretch to London. Nanny exacted a promise from Wilkes that he would not mention the fact that she was possibly a sister to Felicity. "I don't want that to make a difference as to 'ow she treats me, love. It will serve no purpose now. Per'aps later... Please, promise me..."
"I promise, Nanny, that I will not mention Felicity to Kay... that will be your decision." He kissed her again, knowing that already she was growing tense at the thought of seeing Kay and Eloise again, and having to face them with their marriage and her decision to leave Kay's employ.
As soon as they drew up to the hotel, Nanny was fumbling at the door latch, so Wilkes hurried around to her side and helped her out, saying they would contact Jimmy and Lois as soon as they returned to England. As they walked into the lobby, Wilkes could feel Nanny's tremors from his hand on her elbow. He longed to reassure her but realized that only seeing Eloise safe would help the woman he loved.
"NAAANNNYYYY!" came a familiar glad call, and Nanny's head snapped around.
There was Eloise, flying across the lobby, smiles wreathing her face. Nanny dropped to her knees as the child reached her, and the two hugged tightly as if they had been parted for years rather than days. Wilkes smiled down at them, seeing tears of happiness streaming down Nanny's face, and found himself blinking back his own tears.
"Aoww, Eloise, I've missed you so, so, so much, love!" Nanny murmured. She pulled back a bit and looked Eloise over carefully, then hugged her close again. "You look all right... but aoww, I missed you!"
"I missed you too, Nanny! Maman was a little upset when you weren't here when we arrived, but it was absolutely thrilling for me, Eloise, to hear you had gone with Sir Wilkes! Oh Nanny, we have something absolutely divine, divine, divine to tell you! But Maman will be annoyed if I tell you first. And she said it had to be done in person, because over the telephone was not acceptable. Come on up to our room... we got here after the soccer tournament so now we have a suite. Maman said you can sleep on the pull-out sofa in the living room part..."
"Eloise, I won't ne..." Nanny began, but Eloise wasn't paying any attention.
"Just wait until you hear what Maman has to say... it's just so much to think about when you're six, you know, but I'll be seven in only a week, so maybe I'll be able to think of everything then. Come on, Nanny, hurry, we have to skitter on up to the suite so Maman can tell you our news!"
Nanny's eyes met Wilkes as he assisted her to her feet. Then he said in an undertone, "I'll see about getting a room, shall I? And perhaps meet you up at Kay's in a few moments? Just to, you know, give you a bit of time..."
Gratefully Nanny smiled at him and gripped his hand. "Thank you, lo... er, Sir Wilkes..."
"Anytime, Lady Anne," He swept her a deep bow, which made Nanny flush to her hairline and Eloise to gape speechlessly at the sight, then he turned towards the front desk.
"NANNY!" Eloise exclaimed at last. "Sir Wilkes called you 'Lady Anne'! Why would he do that?"
"Er... it's a long story, Eloise. Let's go find your mother, pet. I think we 'ave a lot to talk about."
"I think you are right!" Eloise said darkly, shooting a grim glance at Wilkes over at the desk, then turning her back on him, thereby missing the wistful glance that Nanny sent her new husband before following the child to the lift.
O o O o O o
"Maman! Maman! Here's Nanny! She FINALLY came back!" Eloise shrieked loudly as she threw open the door of the suite in which they were presently residing.
Kay turned from the pile of dresses on the sofa she was studying intently and smiled, although Nanny had the feeling the smile was a little forced. "At last! Hello, Nanny! Finally you remembered us! We wondered where you were and why you had abandoned us! It's good to see you now that you eventually have returned!" She hugged Nanny briefly, then let her go.
"Well, you 'adn't said 'ow long you were going to be before you got 'ere, so..." Nanny began apologetically, instantly falling back into the subservient mode she had adopted with Kay many years before. Kay was a master at making Nanny feel very, very, very guilty about whatever she did that had not first been approved by Kay. The younger woman had been able to erode Nanny's self-confidence even as a young child, and had only bettered her technique as she grew older. She was also, however, adept at giving Nanny just enough praise to keep the older woman feeling grateful to her for the job and the life she had as Eloise's nanny. And yet Nanny was convinced that Kay loved her but was just thoughtless and perhaps a little spoiled... surely the younger woman was not as cruel as she so often seemed to be, for Lord's sake!
Now Kay's brow furrowed as she ran her eyes up and down Nanny's body clad in the lovely red dress partially revealed by the open coat. "Good heavens, what are you wearing, Nanny? You are generally in a navy skirt and white blouse. Now, instead of looking like a child's caregiver, you look rather like a tart!" Her tinkling laughter trilled out. Nanny cringed.
"She certainly looks sweet enough to be a tart, doesn't she, Maman?" Eloise said, oblivious to the insult. Eloise hugged Nanny who was still taken aback by Kay's comment. "Oh, I missed, missed, missed you so, Nanny! I love you!"
"I love you, too, pet," Nanny replied automatically, but unacknowledged pain lingered in her eyes. She pulled her coat a little more tightly around her body and wished Wilkes had come up with her.
"I suppose you had to borrow some clothes when visiting the gentry with Sir Wilkes! Well, no matter. You can change shortly, Nanny, into your own clothes." Kay waved her hand, dismissing the topic as unimportant. "I'm so glad you're back now... I won't need to worry about a babysitter! Now, which dress do you think I should wear for dinner tonight? I've got to look..."
"Absolutely divine!" Eloise broke in. "For Papa, you know."
"Er... Papa?" Nanny questioned hesitantly. Eloise's father had died before her birth, she knew, so now who was Eloise calling 'papa'?
"Tell her, Maman!" Eloise said excitedly. "Oh, Nanny, it's such absolutely wonderful news!"
Uncharacteristically flushing a little, Kay turned back to her clothing on the sofa and spoke over her shoulder in a carefully studied voice, trying to sound nonchalant. "I'm going to marry Eric next month. Eloise already is calling him Papa."
Nanny's jaw dropped in her astonishment. "Next month? You are marrying Eric next MONTH? Who IS Eric, for Lord's sake?"
"Eric is my papa! Isn't it terribly, terribly, terribly exciting, Nanny? We knew you would be absolutely surprised!" Eloise danced around. "Papa's rich, rich, rich and he's going to pay for me to go to a fabulous boarding school in Spain – we saw it yesterday before we left to come here! And he's going to get an apartment for you, Nanny, right beside the school so you can be near me whenever I need you or when I have holidays. Isn't that absolutely divine? We're going to live in Spain! Papa said he might even buy a house in Madrid for him and Maman, but Maman didn't think it was necessary because he already has a house in Barcelona."
"Spain?" Nanny sat down limply on the nearest chair. "Live in Spain?"
"I know that you don't really care where you live, as long as you're taken care of, Nanny," Kay said, still not meeting Nanny's eyes, "and even though you ARE getting rather, er, old to be caring for Eloise, you could probably manage for the short times she'd be around during vacations... at least for a year or two. After that, you could decide where you want to live, of course. As long as it's not too far for Eloise to travel to school, naturally it wouldn't matter to us WHERE you live!"
"Your 'usband is going to adopt Eloise?" Nanny asked faintly, knowing Eloise had secretly longed for a father, but still trying to decipher Kay's words about where she, Nanny would live with relation to Eloise. It sounded as though Kay was expecting to continue leaving Eloise with Nanny almost exclusively except while she was at a boarding school! No, no, no, Nanny had taught Kay much better than that, hadn't she? Much, much, much!
"That's the best part, Nanny!" Eloise cried. "Maman said the old man she was married to before wasn't my real father after all, but that Eric WAS really my father way, way, way back then!" She added confidentially, "I think she really didn't love that old man so that's why she didn't like to talk about him much when I was growing up, but she DID love Papa, you know, so then I came along... but she had to keep me, Eloise, a secret."
Nanny could not believe that Kay would have told her daughter such a thing, but then she was realizing more and more that she had never really known Kay. What mother would tell her six-year-old daughter that the man she had been raised to think of as her father really was not... and that a new father was her real one? It didn't matter whether or not it was true, Nanny did not think it was appropriate for Kay to have told a young child such a thing.
Eloise continued to speak shrilly. "But now he knows and I know. So he doesn't even HAVE to adopt me and we now can be a family for ever and ever and ever! Just Papa and Maman and you and ME, Eloise! And Weenie and Skipperdee too, of course!"
Unable to think of anything to say, Nanny was very, very, VERY glad when a knock came to the door. Eloise danced over to open it, crying out, "Maybe that's Papa now! Oh, no, it isn't! It's Sir Wilkes! Hallo again, Sir Wilkes! Are you staying here at this hotel, too?"
"Yes, actually," Wilkes smiled at the child. "We, er, I have a suite just down the hall." His eyes sought Nanny's, and she forced a smile.
"Kay is getting married," Nanny said, trying to speak lightly, but she had the miserable feeling it was coming out sounding rawther flat.
"Wonderful!" Wilkes said heartily. "May I offer my congratulations, Kay?" He was indeed pleased by the news, because that surely meant that Nanny was not going to be required in an official capacity any longer when it came to Eloise!
"Thank you. I've been keeping plans on hold until Nanny finally returned to London today," Kay said, "and now that she has arrived at last, Eric and I can move ahead with our arrangements for the move to Spain."
"Move to Spain?" Wilkes parroted, almost as stunned as Nanny. "You're, er, moving to Spain, Kay?"
"All of us are going! It's so, so, so exciting!" Eloise broke in. "I'll miss Bill and Maggie and living in the Plaza Hotel, of course, but I'm going to boarding school in Spain and Nanny's going to be living right beside the school so that if there's any problems, she'll be there for me, Eloise!"
"I don't think so," was Wilkes' almost instant and definitely emphatic denial. Nanny drew in a sharp breath. Eloise hadn't been paying any attention to Nanny right then, but Kay's eyes narrowed as she looked at the two older adults.
"I assume that Nanny hasn't had the opportunity to inform you of our news," Wilkes said firmly. He stepped over to where Nanny was sitting almost paralysed with anxiety and, standing behind her, put his hands comfortingly on her shoulders, squeezing them gently. Eloise stared at them, puzzled. "Might I pass on our glad tidings, my dear?" Wilkes asked his wife and Nanny nodded feebly.
Eloise's eyes rounded, but Kay sucked in a sudden breath herself. Eloise said hesitantly, "Why did you call Nanny 'my dear', Sir Wilkes?"
Wilkes permitted himself a tight smile in Kay's direction, then said to Eloise, "Nanny and I are married. She is now legally Lady Anne, my wife."
There was a stunned silence in the room. Then Eloise almost whispered, in a quavery voice full of disbelief, "What do you mean?"
Nanny reached for the child and pulled the stiff little body closer to her. "I married Sir Wilkes, love. See my rings?" She pulled off the glove and the diamonds on her hand sparkled.
"Married? You married Sir Wilkes?" Eloise's voice was still uncharacteristically quiet. "But... but you're still Nanny, aren't you? MY Nanny? Not someone else? Not that... Lady Anne?"
"I'm still Nanny," she said softly, "but I'm also Lady Anne." Nanny swallowed again, still finding that hard to believe. Then she carried on, speaking tenderly to the child she loved and who she was very much afraid she was hurting unintentionally. "I'm going to be living with Sir Wilkes from now on. Here in England. In his castle."
"In his CASTLE?" Eloise's voice rose sharply. "In ENGLAND? Not SPAIN, WITH ME, ELOISE? NO! Oh, this is one of the times I absolutely HAVE TO HAVE A TANTRUM!" In moments, her shrieks were echoing through the hotel. "NO! NO! NO! NO!"
Nanny frantically tried to hush her, as did Kay after a furious look at Wilkes, but Wilkes calmly went over to the side table and poured a glass of cold water from the pitcher there. He returned and watched the child kicking her heels on the floor and rolling around while she screamed, and waited until both Kay and Nanny were more or less out of range. Then he upended the glass onto Eloise's head. Icy water cascaded over her face, into her open mouth, down her neck... and splashed onto Kay just a little before she could jump back out of the way.
Eloise stopped mid-scream, coughed and sputtered for a moment, shaking her head hard as she sat up and grabbed at Nanny's coat to dry her eyes. Shocked, the child stared up at Wilkes in silence, as did Kay and Nanny. Then Nanny started to laugh, a deep, hearty, infectious laugh that very quickly had much of the tension in the room relieved and everyone else laughing as well.
"Tantrums are not allowed," Wilkes said mildly, as soon as the laughter died down.
"Sir Wilkes, do you know you sound like Nanny when she says that being bored is not allowed?" Eloise asked in a conversational tone, vastly different from her passionate outburst just moments before. She got to her feet and shook her arms to dislodge more water.
"Perhaps that's because we're married now..." Wilkes mused.
Kay got to her feet slowly and sat down on the sofa, her eyes going from Nanny to Wilkes and back again. Her gaze showed her confusion, as if she couldn't quite believe that Nanny would choose Wilkes over Eloise... or perhaps it was that Wilkes would choose someone like Nanny to be his lady. "You're... really married?"
"Yes," Nanny almost whispered. "I'm... I'm sorry for not giving you any warning, Kay..."
"You didn't have a lot of warning yourself, Nanny," Wilkes reminded her with a soft smile, taking her hand in his and stroking it lovingly. "I've known since March that I wanted to marry you."
"March!" Kay gasped. "Really? But... she's... she's just a... a nanny... and you're a knight and way above her socially! What will your family say? What will they do? They'll never accept Nanny! You can't mean it, Sir Wilkes!"
Kay was merely saying all that Nanny had felt... but it hurt her horribly, and she blanched. Wilkes' brown eyes, usually so warm and loving, turned to ice and Nanny felt the chill to her bones. She began to tremble. His anger, however, was not directed at her but rawther at Kay.
"Nanny is my wife," Wilkes said through clenched teeth. "As such, she will be treated with the greatest of respect by everyone... and it will all be deserved. Nanny is every bit as well-born as I am..."
"Wilkes, please...!" Nanny had to stop him from revealing her possible past and she gripped his hands tightly, shaking her head violently.
Speaking at the same time, however, Kay had burst out, "Well-born? Just listen to her! She was so very obviously brought up on the streets of London...! She'll be an embarrassment to you every time she opens her mouth, just as she was to me..." Kay's eyes widened in surprise at her own outburst. She had never meant to say THAT, however true it might be!
Fortunately for Kay's well-being at that precise moment, Eloise decided that attention had been off her for quite long enough. "I have an idea!" she announced, oblivious to the tension in the room. "Let's just pretend that you are GOING to get married, and we'll wait for a month to say you ARE married! Then we can all be married at the same time! We'll just pretend you aren't married yet!"
"That might work," Kay said quickly, "even just for tonight. If Nanny sleeps on the pull-out couch as usual here, it will help Eloise become accustomed to the fact that things are going to change. It wouldn't be such a rude shock to her... or myself, for that matter..."
"No," Wilkes refused categorically, "Things aren't 'going to change', they HAVE changed. We are married, and my wife will stay with me. Alone. Tonight. And every night for the rest of our lives."
Eloise pouted. Kay flushed and looked away from his determined face.
"I agree with him, Eloise," Nanny said quietly. "Really, Kay, when were you two planning to go back to the Plaza? Sometime in the next month or AFTER you're married? You weren't going to be going back in the next day or two, are you?" she asked.
Kay had the grace to blush. "Well, no... I had thought I'd tell you about the move, and really, it wasn't something that COULD be done by telephone, was it? Then I had thought that while we went to Spain to continue making arrangements, you could go back and start the packing..."
"With Eloise?" Nanny asked in an even voice, amazed she wasn't more angry. Kay really had been taking advantage of her for so many years, and she hadn't seen it at all, at all, at all!
"I don't think so, but..." Eloise started.
"So I was just to wait around by myself for you to return?" Nanny questioned the child further.
"Well... Maman said you'd be busy packing. Sir Wilkes might be there, too, some of the time... and you could take Weenie and Skipperdee back with you so you won't be lonely!"
"Aoww, Eloise, love, I'm sorry," Nanny said, shaking her head, "but I want to be with Sir Wilkes now. Now and always, not just some of the time. I don't want to wait any more. We don't 'ave that many years left, and I want to make the most of them!"
"But you've been my mostly-companion all my life!" wailed Eloise. "Nanny, I absolutely HATE Sir Wilkes for taking you away from me!"
"Eloise!" Nanny exclaimed. "That's rude, rude, rude! I've taught you much better than that! Much, much, much! Manners matter!"
"Not when your heart is breaking!" Eloise sobbed. "Like mine is... absolutely breaking, Nanny!"
Then Kay stepped in quickly, although she still looked as if she could not quite believe that this was happening. "Eloise, please. This is what we'll do. We'll go back to the Plaza in a day or two with Nanny and Sir Wilkes... you and Papa and I will pack up all our things while Nanny is there to help us and then we'll come back to Europe a week before OUR wedding!"
"Sir Wilkes, did you say the room you booked here was just down the hall?" Eloise asked, irrelevantly.
"That is correct," Wilkes nodded.
"Well," Eloise said, "It'll be like it was at the Plaza. Couldn't we just keep living this way ... here or at the Plaza, or in any hotel in Spain or even in England, and Nanny could still live with me and just visit with Sir Wilkes sometimes?"
"Eloise, dear," Kay said, "most marriages aren't like that. I expect they'll want to live together." She sent a faint smile to Wilkes, receiving a relieved nod in return.
"And Eloise," Nanny said enticingly, "I've seen Sir Wilkes' castle. I'm going to have fun, fun, fun helping Sir Wilkes restore it, and you'll be able to visit us often. Besides helping, think of how much exploring you could do there!"
At last Eloise gradually began to cheer up. When she was feeling a little happier, Eloise said to Nanny, hugging her tightly, "I guess you were building some absolutely divine castles in the air when you thought of Sir Wilkes before, Nanny... you were NOT just daydreaming. Remember you said it meant thinking about something you were not going to ever be able to have, no matter how much you might want it? Well, maybe if I look everly so hard at your castle, I'll even be able to find a sleeping princess there!"
"I suppose anything is possible, pet," Nanny said, hugging her again.
O o O o O o
Kay's fiancé, Eric, arrived shortly, and was greeted by a spate of talking from both Kay and Eloise. Nanny stepped back beside Wilkes, who put his hand on the small of her back as comfort. Then the two were introduced to the young man who, rawther surprisingly Nanny thought, looked very capable and accepting of all that had transpired. It was plain that he knew how to handle both Kay and Eloise, because in very short order it seemed that everything was on track. Most surprisingly, it turned out that he knew of Wilkes and had admired him for a long time. Eric was properly respectful to Nanny which meant that Wilkes approved of him immediately.
After making arrangements with the airlines for them all to fly back to New York City the following day, Wilkes suggested to Nanny that he take her to the dress shop to purchase an evening gown for the party they planned to put on at the Plaza to celebrate their marriage. Nanny glanced at Eloise then back at Wilkes, and he correctly interpreted her pleading look and promptly invited Eloise to come with them if her mother agreed. Eloise was thrilled to be included and Kay nodded gratefully, saying she and Eric would use the time to discuss the change in plans.
Surprisingly well-behaved at the dress shop, Eloise drank the juice the saleswoman brought her and grinned when the woman said something about her grandparents obviously caring for her a great deal, having brought her from the United States for a visit to England, if she heard the child's accent right. Nanny wasn't given much chance to say anything, as Wilkes announced that they were ordering more outfits to be made especially for her, including a couple of evening gowns, and that at least one evening gown and perhaps a new spring coat was required for the following day. He added that this time money was no object and Nanny would not need to see the bills, and although Nanny would have the last say, he would appreciate being able to give his opinion, too. The saleswoman beamed at him, and assured him that she would be more than happy to comply, and Nanny rawther reluctantly agreed to model various styles for him... "but the evening dresses only, for Lord's sake, Willy!"
Nanny chose a few more styles of day dresses in various colours, a filmy red blouse with a red chemise to wear beneath it since red was clearly one of Wilkes' favourite colours, a lovely coat in royal blue with red trim, blushingly asked for a red negligee set, and modelled a brown, a red, a black and a peach coloured evening dress for Wilkes' consideration. She begged to try on a navy dress, but Wilkes flatly refused to consider it, saying it looked much too utilitarian for his wife! He encouraged her to buy all the evening dresses, but Nanny shook her head decisively, saying she didn't want too many new ones at once, for Lord's sake! She planned to come back to this shop often in the future! This, of course, made the saleswoman smile broadly.
Nanny finally chose the red evening dress to be made up for when they returned to England and the brown one as the one she would take with her to the States to wear at the Plaza for their wedding party.
Because Eloise truly had been a model child, the two decided to take her next to a children's store recommended by the saleswoman at the dress shop and Eloise ecstatically chose a new pink lace-ruffled dress to wear at the Plaza party as well. Then Wilkes took them all out for dinner that evening. Kay apparently had done some thinking and had spoken to Eric over the interval and after the meal, she was most conciliatory. When Eric and Wilkes were busy talking, Kay, obviously hoping for a bit of a compromise, spoke hesitantly with Nanny about putting Eloise into a boarding school in England not far from where Wilkes and Nanny would be living, saying that that way Eloise would be close for holidays if she and Eric couldn't be around, and Eloise would have someone close and caring who would visit occasionally and who could come quickly in an emergency.
Nanny understood from THAT to mean that Kay still did not want to be completely responsible for her own daughter... and she finally decided that that was Kay's nature and would not ever change. At that point, Nanny began to feel very, very sorry for both mother and daughter, who could have had so much in their relationship had things been different. She agreed to talk about it with Wilkes later, and to give their answer in the morning. With that, Kay had to be content.
That night when Nanny was lying in Wilkes' arms, trying to catch her breath after their energetic lovemaking, she timidly broached the subject of having Eloise in a boarding school near them in England, so that she, Nanny, could "keep a close eye on my pet. I love 'er dearly, you know, despite everything."
"I know, my love," Wilkes said, tenderly kissing her and gently caressing the bare skin of her shoulder. "I know that you would miss her too much if the child is cut out of your life, and to be perfectly honest, I expect I would miss Eloise too. As long as she is to be in boarding school most of the time, I am quite willing for her to visit us at the castle. Besides, Eric told me over dinner that he was thrilled at the news that he was a father and he plans to be much more involved in Eloise's life in the future. He was asking about working with my company here, which would be a tremendous asset to both of us, actually, and is considering moving his base from France NOT to Spain as he and Kay had discussed, but to England... He even went so far as to say that boarding school for Eloise may not be permanent. It all depends on how she adjusts and whether or not she enjoys it. I think I would trust Eric to be more on top of the situation than Kay, to be perfectly honest. But yes, to get back to your original question, yes, of course Eloise can visit here often. We are not going to lose contact with her just because we are now married!"
"Aoww, Willy, thank you, thank you, thank you!" Nanny hugged him tightly and kissed him passionately to show her appreciation. "I love you so, so, so much!"
"And Nanny, thank you again for buying the red negligee set... no doubt just for me..." Wilkes kissed her cheeks and lips lightly.
"Hmmm," Nanny hid her smile and tried to sound stern. "And where is now, might I ask? On the FLOOR, for Lord's sake!" At least Wilkes didn't think she looked like a 'tart' in red, whatever Kay thought!
"Well, you DID look very lovely in it... briefly..." Wilkes' lips slid down to the hollow in her throat, Nanny's body responded to his touch instantly, and all thoughts of Kay and her petty comments disappeared.
"Willy, aoww, my Lord... not again!" She was shocked.
"No?" Wilkes drew back slightly, looking very disappointed. "Well, if you are certain..."
Nanny quickly pulled him close again. "I didn't mean, NO, not again... I meant, REALLY? Not again! Yes, yes, YES!"
His chuckle turned into a low moan of pleasure as they immersed themselves in one another once more.
O o O o O o to be continued
