Sunday Brunch | B&E
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Steaming cup of tea warm between her hands, Bellatrix’s gaze was trained on the expansive garden that consumed the back acreage of the Lestrange estate. If the weather were warmer she’d have set the table outside, but spring had yet to come to full bloom and she’d rather not freeze her tits off while she and her guest exchanged gossip like a pair of hens.Â
Standing in front of the bay windows just beside the breakfast nook attached to the professionally appointed kitchen, Bella glanced briefly up. Not at the ceiling just above her head, but at the room beyond it, the guest bedroom where a beautiful young girl was still recovering from a nasty little curse. More than likely there was a snarling werewolf keeping her company within, protecting her from Merlin knew what. Any threat that came to either of them would have to get through her and Rod first, and that simply meant that it wouldn’t make it past the front gate. Plain and simple.
The damage had been extensive and undoing it had messy work. The curse had been cobbled together like some sort of illicitly produced spirit, distilled in a septic tank or radiator, or wherever it was that poor people made their illegal booze. Or curse equivalent, as the case was.Â
It was nothing that Bella couldn’t handle, but she was brilliant and that was to be expected. Even so, she could only don the Lady of the House apron for so long before she started to get a little twitchy, and a certain favorite cousin of hers had promised a tell-all, exposé on everything that had happened during the Wizarding Statute. It’d only be a few hours of day drinking and gossip, restricted to the lower levels of the house, but Bella sorely needed company that wasn’t overshadowed by a hulking brute that watched her every move. She wouldn’t have put up with it for this long if it wasn’t so damn endearing. If it were her and Rod in their place…Â
On a sigh, she glanced toward the clock hanging on the far wall and tapped her finger on the side of her tea cup. Evan was due any second, and she simply couldn’t wait.
