Part 3

Esmé paced the house slightly that morning Olaf was coming over today and she was a tad unnerved about seeing him. She knew he would fool Jerome but the kids wouldn't be fooled. She took in a deep breath and took her stress out of an unsuspecting Jerome.

"Jerome! Bring me a can of Parsley soda and something with chocolate sprinkles!" She screamed.

"Yes my Darling!" Came his reply from a near by room. She rolled her eyes and awaited her in food. She sat on a lime green sofa and leaned back. It was only about 2 minutes when Jerome came walking in with a silver platter with Parsley soda and a blue cereal bowl full of chocolate sprinkle covered ice cream. Jerome set the tray on the table in front of her and looked at her for a moment.

"Is something bothering you darling? " He asked sitting next to her uncomfortably close.

"No. You can go back to whatever it is you were doing." Esmé said taking the spoon of the tray and taking a bite of the ice cream.

"I wasn't doing anything." He said smiling fondly at her as she slipped the spoon into her mouth. Esmé sighed and took another bit, he was always free to spend time with her…inconveniently.

The phone rang. Esmé jumped. She shook it off but Jerome looked suspicious. "Are you sure your okay… its only the phone…" He said and leaned over to answer it. Esmé ate some more ice cream while she listened to Jerome talk to one of his friends.

Esmé glanced at the presents she had bought for the kids, now would be a nice time to give them.

(A/N: I have mesh together like two of her lines that are two pages apart for the purpose of this story.) "I'm not going to make him get undressed just to make you feel better, Come Gunther let me show you the rest of my glorious apartment!' Esmé said leading him away from the orphans down the hall.

Once in the next hall Olaf snickered "So your not going to make me get undressed to make Violet happy eh? How about you?"

Esmé just rolled her eyes. Olaf sped up and cut her off pinning her to the wall with a hand planted firmly on the wall on either side of her. "O!" She cried . "Let me go." She ordered pushing him.

"Oh E you know you like being pinned as I recall or tied or handcuffed-"

"Your one to talk!"

Olaf chuckled. "If you want to tie me up that's okay too."

"Olaf!"

"You know you want me back!"

"….Maybe….."

"Aha! I knew it!"

"Don't get over excited. I'm married remember."

"As if you really care."

Esmé sighed and did what she ha been longing to do for a long time now. She jumped on him hugging him and wrapping her legs around his waist. Luckily he could still carry her and didn't fall over. He leaned back against the wall but he missed falling through a door way and tumbling onto a couch. Esmé tugged off his monocle and kissed him. She had forgot what the taste of wine on his breath was like. (A/N: Ew….As much as I love Esmé and Olaf together that's just…..blagh….) "I love that suit on you."

"So are there really 71 bedrooms in this place?"