Wow, so you reviewers really filled in my blind spot.
I apologise for not updating regularly, but I'm doing my best, truly. And to be quite frank, I have no beta and sparse time, so if you wanna change that, apply in your review! (As a beta mind you! OR a time genie!)
My heart beats wildly as I rush into a back garden.
But oh no, unlike many a sane girl would, I don't stop! No, I scramble up a tree, because I'm sure someone will be hot on my trail.
Sure enough, Jeffery swaggers in. "Love, would you mind coming down?" He practically purrs.
"No." I say simply, though really, I am aching to do just as he asks, for it is dreadfully uncomfortable, and I am pretty sure I have dirtied my dress to a high degree.
"Ah, no matter love, it is a lovely view!" He plops down on the grass Indian style and looks up at me.
"Oh! You are so perverse!" I cry, throwing a shoe down at him.
It is hits his head and he merely laughs.
"Seeing as you can't stay up there all night, I shall have to woo you down." He looks as if this is the most brilliant idea ever.
Before a harried "No!" can pass my lips, he has begun.
He fumbles at your spirit/
As players at the keys/
Before they drop full music on/
He stuns you by degrees!/
"Alright alright" I put my hand out to stop him. "I'll come down, I will." I grumble
I brace the tree with my hands, and guiding my feet down the trunk, shimmy down quickly.
"Well done!" He mocks. "Twas rather attractive!" He smirks.
"Shut up!" I growl, pushing past him to fetch my shoe.
As I bend over, he pulls me back up by my wrist and whispers huskily in my ear "I meant that."
I shiver and turn to him. "Why." I say flatly looking at him.
"Why what love?" He whispers yet again.
"You know! Ask to marry me!" I say, my passion returning again.
"Oh, that!" He drawls, as if it were nothing. "Well, we have had this discussion before, and I am to be twenty-one in nine months. That and the fact that I positively adore you." He grins.
"So.." I say, counting off on my fingers, "If it is October. And, it is nine months, then July?" I squeak out the July, barely keeping my composure.
"Oh no!" He hums, and my heart flutters with hope for a moment. Then it stops.
He continues "We shall have holiday wedding! In December, to be exact. Jane and I set it up. All there is left to do is go shopping." He winks.
"Augh!" I howl stomping out of the gardens. Everybody is dispersed and the maids are cleaning up the ballroom. As I march up the stairs I hear an "Ahem." And I turn around.
Jeffery and Mother Jane are in the foyer. They simultaneously call out "Good night!" rather cheerily.
Hm, such cheery soul poachers! I think as I stomp up to my bedroom for the night.
Unlikely Rose
Please Note : I own none of the lovely poem from above, that belongs to the lovely Miss Emily Dickinson!
A/N : Fastest update ever huh? I'm probably going to miss out on reviews for this, but I'm going to try to make this short and sweet and end this baby before the month is out! This is shorter, but I loved writing it; and I hope you enjoyed it too.
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