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    Chapter23.

    I went to the front door, walking through the huge living room and slightly pointless entrance hall. I looked through the peep hole, just to make sure it wasn’t a knife wielding maniac. It was another penguin man standing next to a trolley of what I hoped was some breakfast. I opened the door.

    Good..good morning maam. the man sputtered as his eyes wandered up and down my body.

    I smiled politely and tried to hide myself partially behind the door, but it was kinda too late for that.

    Hi. I said, feeling a blush spreading over my cheeks.

    I have breakfast for Ms Amelia Miller.

    Yeah, Ill take it shes still sleeping.

    The man nodded and I let him in with the trolly, he stood there for a minute smiling at me. *****, he was waiting for a tip. I looked over to the side table with Millies keys and some other junk on it and heaved a sigh of relief to find a bowl of change. I handed over the total of one pound twenty two.

    Sorry, that’s all the change I have. I said hurriedly, the smell of the food wafting over to me.

    The man looked down at the money in his hand and shook his head, tutting at my poor attempt at lining his pockets.

    Cheeky bugger, I thought ushering him out of the room. It wasnt as if it was his job or anything. I turned back to the trolly of goodies, I could definitely smell coffee which was a very, very good thing. I carefully wheeled the trolly into the bedroom, taking off the lid to find a plate of fruit, a bowl of yoghurt and a fresh pot of coffee. I shrugged, I wouldve preferred a pot of tea, with a bowl of Lucky Charms and several warm pain ou chocolats. But I could always make do with this instead.

    I carried the tray and put it on the bed, propping myself up with lots of pillows as I sat cross legged in front of the food. I glanced at Millie, who still lay deep in sleep. I leaned in close to her, gently brushing a curl from her face. She shuffled around a bit, pouting her lips irresistibly at being unnaturally disturbed from slumber. I smiled, pulling back to leave her to it, I popped a piece of mango in my mouth and poured two mugs of coffee.

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    1. ok i am at a complete loss for words Kat, ur story astounds me!!
      Hope ur mum feels better soon and gets back to the washing up so u can get back to writing about this beautiful couple!! x

    2. Hey Kat…..Wow, what a chapter…..You deserve all the praise all these lovely commenters have left and much more….You are truly a great writer…..Thank you:)

    3. Dude I will never think of fruit in the same way again. Wow that was just so intense. I love the passion but the tenderness you convey between these two women. The more I read from you the more I am so blown away by your skill. Please don’t doubt yourself you rock.

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