“I suppose it was inevitable,” Ladywriter said with a sigh.
“Well, it IS largely your own fault, dear Ladywriter.” Folding his arms across his broad chest, his shapely mouth curled into one of those dangerously attractive smirks.
LW shoved her bangs out of one eye (really, she had to get a haircut soon) and shrugged her shoulders. “I suppose you are right. I did teach you how to read and write and use a computer. You’ve taken to all of it surprsingly well, considering you started out as a 12th century kind of guy, Guy.”
Sir Guy looked like the cat that swallowed the canary. “Yes, I did, didn’t I?”
“Remember, it is a certain amount of work, having a blog. You shan’t be able to spend all your time raiding the pantry, playing with the pets and trying to one-up Portah,” LW warned him.
He gave her a gracious little nod. “Of course, my lady. I am quite looking forward to this challenge.” His brow crinkled slightly. “Although–one can enjoy KitKat bars whilst blogging, can’t one?”
Ladywriter laughed. “I suppose so. Do try not to get chocolate all over the keys, won’t you?”
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