No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

"Why are you here?" He set aside the report he was working on.

I walked up behind him, playfully grabbing his chin, "Missed you."

My sudden display of affection didn't bring him joy. Instead, it made him suspicious. He grabbed my waist and with a swift twirl, I found myself sitting on his lap, "What's wrong?"

Seeing his concerned look, I playfully tapped his nose, "How do you always see right through me?"

"Then don't try to hide it."

"Fanny left for London," I decided not to mention Jefferson's situation yet, starting with Fanny instead.

He didn't seem surprised, just nodded.

I traced the outline of Ernest's well-defined nose, "Ernest, you're a man, you understand men best. Tell me, do men like it when women cling to them?"

"Are you asking for Fanny?" he asked, letting me play with his features.

"Not really, asking for myself and all the women out there too."

"That depends on the person," Ernest didn't give a straightforward answer.

My hand moved from his nose to his brow, "What about someone like Yates, do you think they like it or find it annoying?"

don't know." He was always so blunt. I was used to it by now, so I tapped

seemed thoughtful, "Depends on how clingy you

"Oh?"

fingers, "I'd never get tired of it, no matter how clingy

was clever, adapting

true thoughts from his earlier words. I tapped his nose, "So, if I were super clingy, you'd get annoyed, right?" "I..." Ernest started to explain, but I silenced him with a

"No excuses."

smiled helplessly,

working by day, sleeping by night. You must be tired of me by now,

speak, so he

if you're not now,

maybe it's best we spend some

conversation towards what keet

wanted to talk about.

just

him again, "Why aren't you saying

what you need to, no beating around the bush," Ernest always saw right through my

deflated, caught out, "You're no fun,

to go out? Worried about Fanny and want

made me laugh, "Why would I? To be a third

"Then where do you plan