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Thank you for the lovely reviews! Finally I got around writing another chapter. It is a bit on the shorter side but I hope you still enjoy it.
The soundtrack to this chapter would be "Heart attack" by Demi Lovato.

Discalaimer: I only own my storyline and my OC's

May 1803

Irrationally attracted

Laura Roslin

Isabelle's eyes got wide when she heard Laura's question.

"William Adama? Well, let me have a think. He is quite in shape for a man of his age, I would even call him attractive. There is something about him."

"It's the eyes", Laura blurted out before she could stop herself, "his eyes are exceptionally blue and expressive."

Now, a quite unladylike grin spread over her friend's face.

"Apparently somebody looked very deeply into those eyes, didn't you Laurie? Anyway, he seems to be pleasant enough if we believe my husband. Adama visited with Miss Thrace. Who, by the way, is not so bad, even though I definitely see a lack of manners there. But I think Violet likes her and a bit of contact to girls of her age will be good. Still, I would wager Miss Thrace's godfather or whoever he is to her is smart, after all he is a Commander. Stupid people don't tend to rise high that quickly. Unless of course you have a lot of connections. Just look at Admiral Cain. I bet his wife has pushed his career quite a bit."

Laura nodded, she had had the same suspicion for quite some time now, too. After all, the dark-haired woman knew a few things about using connections and influencing people, especially men.

"No, I don't think he has used connections to get him where he is now. He seemed far too unhappy in that big social gathering. Also, I would have heard about him by now", she objected.

Isabelle looked at her thoughtfully.

"Now I want to know though, why do you ask? Why is he suddenly so important? Has it something to do with you stopping to socialize with Lord Adar?"

They both knew very well that Roslin had done a lot more than just "socialize" with Lord Adar, but despite their frankness with each other, they usually only vaguely touched details of that subject and usually only if slightly intoxicated from Laura's first class brandy.

"Izzy, it has nothing to do with Lord Adar. I stopped my relationship with him because it did not get me any closer to my aim, even though I was nearly convinced he would consider my ideas. Also, the rest did not really live up to my expectations."

She grinned slightly when Isabelle turned a bit red at her comment. Then she sighed.

"Adama holds no political use for me as far as I can say by now and still I think I am feeling attracted to him. It is not sensible and I am not used to not being sensible, you know? I think I am just a bit emotional at the moment. Also, he has at least one son, so he is probably married and even though you know that this usually is not really a problem for me as long as I am not ruining a happy marriage, I would somehow feel really bad if he cheated on his wife with me."

Now Laura turned also quite red when she realized that she was rambling again and stopped, much to her companion's amusement.

"Oh dear, you are really enamoured with him", she stated matter of factly, "I haven't seen you like that since we were fifteen and you were pining after your neighbour's son. Under these cirrcumstances, I can tell you that I think there is nothing wrong with being attracted without a political motivation behind it. It is probably even healthy for you. And when my husband told him to send our regards to his wife, he basically said he didn't have one. No worries there. I think he might not be the wisest match financially but let's be honest, money is not an issue for you. Even though you don't admit it you need a good man who respects you, treats you right and puts up with your endless discussions and cheekyness. You need the fairytale love you claim doesn't exists. And maybe he could give that to you. Who knows. Why not give it a shot?"

The auburn-haired lady was looking insecure for the first time since the conversation had started.

"I don't know how, really", she admitted, "men usually don't mess with my head so much. And besides, it is not as if I can just walk up to his house and knock. That is just not my style."

Now it was Isabelle's turn to give her a disbelieving look, usually if Laura wanted something she simply went there and got it.

"Okay, well, I might have a solution for you. As always, I am intending to host your farewell dinner before you leave for the country.I will simply invite him and his children as well. It will make our party a bit more diverse, Violet will have somebody else to talk to and you might get some clarity about your feelings. And if you do, you will have all summer to think about it in peace and quiet."

Laura just wanted to argue that especially those feelings might ruin her peace and quiet, but she knew she would not be able to convince her friend, so she just nodded.

"Fromm all the bad ideas, this one might be the best."

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