"Heather, what happened to your cheek?" James asked, eying my bruised cheek as I stormed into Norrington manor the next morning, a twin on each hip.
"Beckett and I were arguing," I said, angrily.
"He hit you?!"
"Smacked me, more like it," I sighed.
James sat down, and motioned for me to sit down next to him. I sat the twins down on the floor to play. "Where's Antoinette?" I asked.
"She's upstairs nursing Alexander."
"How do you like being a parent?"
"It's lovely, yet stressing. Now quit trying to change the subject. If you don't mind my asking, what were you two fighting about?"
I sighed, and leaned back into my seat, listening to Carol coo at her brother. "You know that Mercer and Jordan are betrothed, don't you?"
James narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows, making the thinking face He had been making ever since we were toddlers. "I heard him talking about it to a couple of company members."
"Good. Well, He had requested two weeks off for the wedding. But that good-for-nothing tyrant that I am married to doesn't want to grant his requests. And I, seeing as Beckett got two weeks off for OUR marriage, stood up for Mercer. We got into a big fight. I slapped him, and I'm pretty sure He was drunk."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because after I slapped him, He grabbed me and kissed me. When I got away from him, He slapped me back, we argued for a while longer, and I went to bed. I feel it's needless to say He slept on the couch."
James was smiling a bit, but not much. "Yes, after having known you for your twenty-two years of life, I'm sure He did. Did you even let him in to get bed sheets and clothing?"
I smirked. "Not exactly. A second after I closed the door, He knocked and requested his bed clothes. So I gathered them up and threw them at him. He didn't catch a single article of clothing, buy the way. Although I am sure that his underpants were caught over his eyes," I said, laughing.
I looked over at James, who had put his fae in his hand, laughing. "And what next?"
"I tried to shut the door, but He stopped me, and asked for bed sheets. I gave him two options: Either He changed, and used the clothing He presently had on as sheets and pillows, or He got them from a closet in the twins' room. He woke them up, He's the one who got them back to sleep."
James' laughter settled down. "It seems as though you two need to learn to compromise," He grinned at me.
I pushed my eyebrows together. "Compromise? How?"
"You'll think of something. You're very talented in that area of socializing."
I though for a few seconds more. "James," I finally said, "can you arrange for Lord Beckett to come here after work?"
Hey everyone! Thanks for reviewing the last chapter. I just wanted to tell you I don't know how long you'll have to wait between updates. Lightning hit my house on Tuesday, which was also my first day of summer, and everything got knocked out. Cable, Internet, everything. Cable is back up, and my parents have the internet, but my computer is still not working. So I'm sharing computers with my mom and dad.