A month is what you have

The sound of hums echoed from the kitchen as James bobbed his head to the beat of the music in his mind while frying the eggs

James, I feel healthy enough now to cook for you guys. You shouldnt be in the kitchen.Miss Grace said as she walked toward him with a smile on her face

I know... Being a butler is not my only job, I was a chef...James blurted out, pausing as he turned to look at her

You are a butler? Whos Butler...? Why are you here if you are supposed to be working as someones butler?” 

Because..! Well... Because I got fired. You see when you love a job and it gets taken away from you... well, you never really recover from it.” 

With a look of pity on her face, Miss Grace smiled weakly and mumbled, You poor fellow. Now, I understand your love for my kitchen.” 

Laughing nervously, James studied her kind eyes, rubbed his neck, and mumbled, Well, thank you for understanding.” 

There was a long pause as they stared at each other, and then Miss Grace sniffed the air, crying out, James the egg is burning!With a look of horror on his face, he quickly jumped into action while grabbing the handler of the frying pan and taking it off the stove as soon as possible

The smoke detector started screaming as James stopped the smoke by beating the frying pan with a towel, feeling nervous while listening to Miss Grace laugh out loud at him being so clumsy. Good morning?Elijah said as he walked into the kitchen looking confused and slightly worried

What is that bad odor?Rookie blurted out, scratching his neck as he tried to smell the air. James just burned our breakfast...Elijah teased, looking at the nervous look on his butlers face

James ruined breakfast?! Woohoo!Matt mocked as he followed Ryan into the kitchen

stomach?” Ryan laughed, picking up on the other‘s desire to tease James because this was the first time he had burned something. Smiling sheepishly James muttered, “Sorry, I‘m sorry...” “Come on guys. It‘s not fair to tease poor James,” Miss Grace said, trying to stop herself from chuckling along with the others. Feeling the humorous atmosphere in the room, James couldn‘t help but

faces in the room and then he let out,

gaze away from the others as the thought of him kissing Peach popped into his mind for a second

feel so damn right to him when he knew it was wrong in

but 

like he was drowning in nothing but feelings and

that moment was to happen again, he didn‘t think he would

looked over

get her.” 

disappeared out of the kitchen, and then he looked back

little. Elijah shook his head and replied, “Of course everything is fine... why wouldn‘t things be?” The sound of a gentle knock on her door made Peach cover her head with the sheet, and then she heard her mother‘s voice, “Peach, darling... Are you awake..? Breakfast is ready.” “I am not well, mama! I will not be coming downstairs today...” Peach shouted back nervously. Then she pouted and let out a sigh of frustration, mumbling,

thoughts about what happened last night, and the rush of emotion that came with it was overwhelming her. When Miss Grace turned the knob and realized that the door was locked, she frowned and said, “Honey, how sick

a slight headache.”

knowing there is no way she could hide away from Elijah forever. But at least a couple of hours sounds better than seeing him now and pretending like last night never happened. “Okay,” Peach called out, “I promise.” Sighing, Miss Grace turned away from

Miss Grace said with a worried expression as she sat down

of worry and anxiety only grew stronger after hearing of Peach‘s illness. Furrowing his brows with a look of worry on his face, Rookie commented, “How serious is it?” “Should I make a hot

and Matt sighed in relief made Elijah realize his men cared for Peach greatly and that her personality was

with Miss Grace, Elijah stood up from his seat looked over at Rookie, and said, “Follow me,” As he walked

he faded out the dining hall doorway, and then they eyed each other, trying to

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