Forgive me for not updating! School has been very hectic! I haven't had the time to work on my longer fics, so this will have to do for now.
Simon Says
Simon Middleton was a very privileged young man. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, literally and figuratively, and he knew it. He grew up with everything a child could ever ask for…
Simon says, "Make me another custard!"
The best of foods always passed his lips, served up whenever he could ask. It is a small wonder that he never gained the weight to take on the persona of the stereotypical spoiled brat. His cheeks were chubby and flushed, but what happy child's isn't? Besides, Simon was a very active child.
Simon says, "Buy me a pony!"
Simon partook in a myriad of sports, ranging from fox hunting and polo on his pedigreed Thoroughbred to cricket with the best of people. Many were quite impressed with his seemingly natural talents, oblivious to the fact that he did practice hard, though at his leisure. But what time isn't leisurely for the son of a viscount?
Simon says, "Let us read Descartes again."
Eton College is known by many as the most popular public school for young men in the world. Naturally, an Honorable such as Simon Middleton would attend. While studying at Eton, he quickly rose to the top of his classes, became a prefect, and excelled at competitive rugby. Great things were destined for young Simon.
Simon says, "Take me to the Athenaeum."
After returning home from college a thoroughly educated and handsome man, it was time for him to be counted among the numbers of a highly respected gentleman's club. As his father the Viscount of Denby was already a member, Simon was welcomed with open arms into the Athenaeum Club. Here he was already one of the great, just like men such as Charles Dickens and Sir Walter Scott before him. Life was good.
Simon says, "Find me a future wife."
Once the mysterious Gemma Doyle popped into his life, Simon was convinced he was complete. His career was to follow in his father's footsteps, not challenging, but certainly rewarding. He had an active social life with the best of people, and he was happy with himself. All that had been missing was a lady to share it all with, a lady to marry. And as if by fate, he met her, albeit awkwardly, at the train station. Now all he had to do was charm her.
Simon says, "Fall in love with me."
Gemma was as taken with him as Simon was with her, he was sure of it. Nothing could hide the blushes on her cheeks and the secret smiles she tried to hide for modesty's sake. Still, he felt as if she would lose interest in him. He tried many ways to spark up her curiosity, such as the forbidden absinthe and in desperation, the antique brooch that would serve as an engagement promise. Unfortunately for Simon, her attention was elsewhere, and for the first time ever, he was denied.
"Give me back my antique brooch!"
"Surely."
"Uh uh…Simon didn't say."
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