Darlington smiles, thinking back on that day, lying by the fire with her as they both dried out from their sudden, surprising drenching. He'd rested his head in his arms, the wood floor solid under his back; Alex sat closer than he'd expected, leaning against the side of the couch. He wonders now how much might have changed for them both, and how much earlier, had he been bold enough to rest his head in her lap instead.
He laughs softly when she prompts him. "As you command." He points with his free hand towards the kitchen, as they start to walk, the tiles bright in the sun coming in through the window. "Kitchen's over there, with the butler's pantry and the walk-in freezer just beyond." Already anticipating the comment she's likely to make, he looks over at her with something both resigned and amused in his expression. "We only ever had Bernadette," he says. "The butler was well before my time."
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Date: 2020-07-24 02:38 am (UTC)He laughs softly when she prompts him. "As you command." He points with his free hand towards the kitchen, as they start to walk, the tiles bright in the sun coming in through the window. "Kitchen's over there, with the butler's pantry and the walk-in freezer just beyond." Already anticipating the comment she's likely to make, he looks over at her with something both resigned and amused in his expression. "We only ever had Bernadette," he says. "The butler was well before my time."