o spend the day in a house, and it's not like you are goi

es on the lacy blouse that s

ou are at my house this early.

is, I decided to clear my schedule for today to fit in only him. Since he's

right- Faye held up a finger to shush her friend, as she contemplated i

that she was not to wear loud colors. Seeing as most of her wardrobe

The date I went on the last time you thought your

t it, so I assumed that it

gh he kept talking about work and assuming I understood, if he did not invite his friend to sit

" Morga

f retying the bow for the umpteenth t

ladly

leave no room for disappointment as I can use my

k down on the bed, and Fay

t. Morgan did not have good taste in men, or relationships either, but she

ill with her lips upturned. A perpetual frown, if Faye was to say anyt

ckus trying to get in. it sounded like she was drunk. You should

nsing that trouble was brewing, not willing to spoil her day, sh

.

d like it came from Hansel and Gretel. The exterior resembled architectural d

e, then waited. It took more than five minutes, before th

ith his hand that she should walk

e finish, a large grandfather clock that chimed with every minute and sparse furniture.

it as modern as possible, her client sure preferred aest

assumed to either be the butler

g to be joini

at. "

I came here on behalf of

m, and managed to get on Faye's nerves. Why was he laughing? Be

ll the woman that the thirty minutes they agreed on, would mean that she would have

all they did was write. But she needed her jo

prefer staying on your feet for thirt

e this guy. She was glad he wasn't her client, and hoped that the

ve my home that day. Seeing that you thought she was me

because frankly humans annoy me. I am your client, Magic woman. A

was her client not a woman, but it was this man. Her career was either ab

ead through it again, Faye understood. Where it said that she was to keep ide

eyes widening- but she stood up wordlessly as

ns he