@belovcdlies continued from here!

                        ❝ And with whom am I speaking? ❞

“ leisl, come speak with me. i must ask you and your siblings’ thoughts on maria. ” it is not by coincidence, he thinks, that this governess has lasted for longer than the several that had come before her.

        “Is it because I sleep too much?”

🌹╰ I GOT THIS ! she most certainly DID NOT have this. arms wavered and burned beneath several boxes of floral centerpieces. given the microscopic size of budding ( haha, get it ? ) business, it was just her and her two hands; which meant making her own deliveries. this was perhaps her BIGGEST client in her short time of being a florist. three hundred centerpieces for a gala attended by folks richer and fancier than she could ever hope to be. SHE COULDN’T MESS THIS UP —- just as that thought crosses her mind, the bottom of box gives way sending the flowers and vases onto the concrete, ❛ —- no, NO! ❜

      she grins seated at the edge of their bed. it was rare for sybil to feel this comfortable but she's not going to blame it on the fact that she likes him and blames it all on the four glasses of wine she's consumed. ❝ oh come on, you can definitely tell me. ❞ she says tossing hair over her shoulder. ❝ i can tell you mine.. ––– okay so i've never met anyone that could actually kiss. sounds very premature for a woman like me but it's actually something that's high on my list. i love kissing; totally revvs my engine. ❞

“So why don’t you lower the twig and string, bird guy? Lets talk about this.”