Chapter Four:
After dinner, Morticia and Gomez joined Lurch in the living room, Morticia with his evening paper and Gomez with his usual glass of Cognac.
"Thank-you, Morticia," Lurch said, looking up at her as he took his paper while pointing to the table beside him, indicating to Gomez where he wanted his Brandy.
Morticia nodded in return, avoiding Lurch's steady gaze.
"Is there anything else we can do for you, Sir?" Gomez asked in attempts to distract him from Morticia. Gomez could see the way Lurch is constantly looking at her, he's not blind. The thoughts that are coursing through his brain... Gomez immediately felt himself grow possessive, which was silly because she wasn't even his...yet...
"Uh, no; not at the moment," Lurch replied as he turned to look at Gomez. "You two may go."
Gomez nodded while Morticia curtseyed before heading up the stairs. Once they were out of earshot Gomez asked, "Are we free to go out now?"
Morticia shook her head yes, "Nothing much happens in the evening besides what we just did. Lurch turns in early." Gomez nodded while Morticia continued, "Just let me grab my cloak and I'll meet you at the conservatory door."
"Alright," Gomez replied as he left her at her bedroom door and returned back downstairs.
As he waited in the conservatory, he watched the last rays of sunlight disappear from the sky as the colored leaves of fall danced across the yard. Eventually turning away from the windows, he was immediately met by the playful face of Morticia as she whispered, "BOO!"
He jerked back slightly in surprise, causing Morticia to scoff as her eyes sparkled in amusement.
"You ready to go?" Gomez asked with a smile, recovering.
She nodded and was just about to lead him out when a piercing voice sounded behind them, "Morticia!"
Turning around, she saw Mother Lurch quickly walking toward her, and Morticia suppressed the need to roll her eyes and groan. As Mother Lurch stopped in front of Morticia, forcing Gomez to stand behind her, she said, "I don't want you going out tonight, Morticia. I want that attic cleaned up; so would you please help "THAT" behind me? I don't think I could ask him to do it on his own." Gomez narrowed his eyes at her as his mouth dropped, 'What...'
"Yes, Madam," Morticia replied as she walked away, Gomez instantly following her.
As the two were leaving the conservatory Gomez whispered, "What a bitc..."
"Shhh!" Morticia hissed at him as they exited, Mother Lurch still standing by the conservatory door with a suspicious look on her face.