Ladywriter and the Unexpected Guests: Part 1


Mr. LW had departed for work and all was quiet chez Ladywriter.

She was still snug in bed after a restless night, fully expecting a calm, peaceful, perhaps even slightly dull day to mark her 52 years on earth.

But that’s not what happened.

She awoke to find herself looking up into a pair of kohl-lined eyes of azure blue.

Even in her short-sightedness, she could recognize those peepers anywhere. He was also leaning down over her, his particular musky, spicy, ultra-masculine scent filling her nostrils.

Not an altogether unpleasant way to wake up.

“Awww. So you are awake, my lady,” the dark knight rumbled.

“Sir—Guy, what are you doing here this early?” LW said drowsily, rubbing her eyes and reaching for her glasses.

He certainly looked as if he might be up to something, she thought. And a tad nervous, too?

Sir Guy tilted his head and flashed those dazzling white teeth—really, was it fair for someone from the bloody Middle Ages to have a toothpaste commercial smile?—and took her hand. “I wanted to be the first ChaRActer to wish you a happy birthday, dear LW.”

He paused, licking his lips as he expelled a breath.

“I—have a surprise for you. Lady Leigh helped me with it.”

What had Leigh come up with?

Ladywriter raked a hand through her hair, wishing for a brush. And some lippie. Oh, well, Sir Guy had seen her plenty of times before in a less than glamorous state.

He still loved her anyway, the big lug. And she, of course, adored him.

“Don’t keep me in suspense, my dearest Dark Knight.”

Sir Guy held up one elegant index finger. “Just one moment.”

Striding over to the computer hutch, he began to punch keys on the desktop.

Suddenly, music poured out of the external speakers.

Ladywriter’s eyes widened when she recognized the tune.  Was the Hot Velvet Henchman going to serenade her?

It seemed that he was. Sir Guy cleared that lovely, long column of white throat and opened his mouth–

Blam! Blam! Blam! It sounded as if someone was trying to batter down the front door.

Sir Guy, a rather ferocious frown crossing his face, cut off the music and stomped one large foot. “God’s tears! Who can that be?”

Ladywriter shrugged. “I certainly wasn’t expecting anyone.” She sighed. “Since not everyone can actually see you, I suppose I’d best answer the door.”

Blam! Blam! Blam!

“Good thing I wore shorts and a tee to bed, I suppose. Otherwise, our visitor would probably knock down the door before I could even get dressed.” Ladywriter grumbled as she padded into the living room.

“Hang on, hang on, I’m coming!”

She took a quick peek through the blinds of the front windows before opening the door and gasped.

“Happy birthday, Ladywriter!” A chorus of male voices greeted her.

Ladywriter clapped her hands in delight, then held open the storm door and waved her visitors inside. “What a surprise! I wasn’t expecting all of you–”

A jumper-clad fellow sporting a sunny smile leaned down to plant a hearty kiss on her cheek. “We couldn’t miss your birthday, dear LW. The missus sends her best.” He held up a round plastic container. “And I brought you a cake!” He waggled his brows. “Lots of layers and lots of chocolate.”

Ladywriter couldn’t resist pinching Harry Kennedy’s cheek. “Sounds delicious. As are you.  You’re a regular dose of sunshine, you know.”

Harry blushed in a most attractive way, his blue eyes twinkling merrily. “Well, there you go . . .”

“Oi, budge over, Harry, give us some room,” laughed another visitor, impressive biceps bulging beneath his olive tee-shirt as he placed the bag he was carrying on the floor. “I want to give LW a nice bear hug for her birthday.”

Soon Ladywriter was enveloped in John Porter’s strong arms. “Happy birthday, luv. My family sends you their love, too,” he murmured in her ear.

“It’s wonderful to see you, John. Just wonderful.”

Ladywriter sighed as she rested her head against that muscular chest. Wrapped in a John Porter embrace was a good place to be. And whilst he might no longer be on active duty, he was still most definitely fit.

“Give the rest of us a chance, will you, Portah?”

Ladywriter stepped back and looked up into a pair of heavenly blue eyes smiling down at her. “Lucas—you are looking so well, too. You all look just—great.

Lucas bent down and kissed her on the cheek, gently stroking her cheek with the pad of his thumb. “So do you.”

“Liar,” said LW with a wry shake of her head. “But I will take the compliment, nonetheless.”

She glanced over Lucas’s shoulder at the lanky figure in the jaunty beret and blue smock standing behind him. It was Lucas’s rather famous art instructor.

“And bonjour to you, Monsieur!”

Monet bowed and took her hand. “So delighted to be here on the occasion of your special day, Madame.” His address might be formal, but there was a teasing glint in those incandescent blue eyes.

Monet held up a basket. “I brought some fruit, crusty bread, cheese and le vin.

Ladywriter laughed. “How very French of you, mon ami.”

Mais oui, Madame.” Monet gave her one of his infectious smiles.

Lucas held up a large shopping bag. “And I’ve got the decorations.”

Ladywriter raised a quizzical brow. “Decorations?”

Harry grinned. “Of course. Ladywriter, this is your birthday bash!!”

“And we are taking care of everything,” Lucas added.

Porter grinned. “And I’ve got the champers and some sort of fancy—what do you call ‘em?—hors d’oeuvres that Layla prepared.”

“Eh-hmmmm.” Someone was clearing his throat. All eyes turned to see Sir Guy standing there, arms folded across his broad chest, eyes narrowed.

“Pray, why did no one apprise me of these plans? I was just preparing to present my lady with her special birthday gift.”

Porter grinned. “Well, if it isn’t the Medieval Menace himself.” He could not quite resist getting a dig in. “Maybe we thought you couldn’t keep a secret.”

The Dark Knight’s nostrils flared as he thrust out his stubbled chin. “That is simply NOT true–”

Harry raised a hand. “Now, now, Sir Guy, the sergeant is just teasing you, of course.  Actually, I believe you were, perhaps– indisposed—with one of your many lady friends whilst we were organizing our plans?”

Sir Guy’s bristling stance relaxed a bit as his mouth curled into a knowing smirk. “Ah, yes. That is a definite possibility.”

Porter snorted.  Guy glared. Ladywriter shot both a warning glance.  “Let’s all try to get along, boys, it is my birthday, after all.”

Harry nodded. “That’s right, lads, let’s all pull together and be extra kind to one another. Now, LW, you just sit back and relax and we shall take care of everything–”

Blam! Blam! Blam!

“Were—we expecting anyone else?” Ladywriter queried.

The ChaRActers all looked at one another, shrugging and shaking their heads.

This time, Harry peeked through the blinds.

“Well, what do you reckon . . .”

(to be continued)

25 responses »

  1. Did you ever have fun!! 🙂 Do you know I could picture the whole scenario in my mind! LOL! How I wish I’d been there to celebrate with you and the boys!! 😀 I don’t know why but I’m most envious of your hug from Porter (I can only imagine!!) and the kiss and the gentle stroke on the cheek from Lucas. *swoon* Can hardly wait to see who is arriving next. 🙂

    • One just has to believe Porter hugs would be grand. Lucas is so tender, really. But we all knew that. Let’s just say LW’s house is going to be overflowing by the time all is said and done. 😉

        • LOL Tonight Benny and I were watching Doctor Who and I was telling my cat she mustn’t keep me awake again-she’s been latching on to me a lot just lately in the wee hours. She looked at me with those big ol’ eyes as if to say, “Mama you can’t mean that.”

          According to Benny, it’s just desserts for me because he says I do the same thing to him. “You look at me with those big cow eyes and bat those lashes and I end up doing whatever it is you want . . .” Now I think he was exaggerating a bit!! 😉

  2. You are the best Ladywriter and I can’t wait for the next part ! Please don’t keep us in suspense too long ! Our Medieval Menace looks very upset !

  3. Oh Angie priceless absolutely priceless. I can just see them all there poor Guy he does get upset easily bless him. Can’t wait for the next part. Thank You

    • Glad you liked. 😀 I was away from the computer all day so I didn’t get to finish up the second part, although have done some work on it. I am about to start a marathon of TV viewing–Call the Midwife, Dexter, Copper, Homeland. Why do all my shows have to start on the same night/overlap??

        • I got to half of Call the Midwife (my oldest sons 21 birthday party today MIL and BIL did not leave until the show was half over) so far I like it, but what I had seen before we saw it I thought I might. I will get to see an this one mid October again, so no real big deal. We had a nice small party for him and not to rushed for me. We watch Copper on Wednesday night, so that we can watch Masterpiece on PBS on Sunday night. I will finally get to see George Gently on my PBS station starting Friday nights, not sure which one RA is in but will watch them all.

          • I enjoyed Call the Midwife. I had seen Upstairs, Downstairs the first time they aired it so I skipped it and watched Dexter and then Copper at nine. Normally I go for Masterpiece at 9 and watch Copper later. Of course, this meant I couldn’t see Homeland until 11 . . . you will enjoy George Gently. It was an episode in the first series RA was in as I recall. Go, Gently Man, Go? Richard is great as Ricky Deeming. Boy, what the man can do for black leather. 😉

            • Haven’t heard of Call the Midwife or Copper… My nephews are crazy about Dexter.. Not my type of thing, I’m afraid. Been watching Garrow’s Law though and enjoying it very much! Thanks for the recommendation Angie! 🙂

              • I am glad you are enjoying Garrow’s Law. I love Alun Armstrong’s character in it. He really is a very versatile character actor. I enjoyed lots of good telly last night, in fact.

              • Yes, Alun is great! 🙂 Bleak House is next on my to-watch list (Charles Dance IS my “older man” crush afer all 🙂 ) after that I’ll check out Call the Midwife! 🙂

          • Garrow Law series 3 is also going to back on next week starting on Sunday nights again. I think that my PBS station is really going to start back with series 2 then go to 3. My husband really enjoyed this show too. This fall has a great line up for my PBS station. Now if they will ever air Spooks 7-10 and Robin Hood 3. No worries I got them all as special Christmas and Spring treats. I just could not wait for them to air them, if they ever do. I did say something in last years member survey. But still they find great british shows to air.

    • I think you will find he manages to have a rather good time when all is said and done. 😉 I have a horrendous stinking allergy attack going on today–woke up with stuffy nose, throbbing head, sneezing, coughing, sore throat, the whole nine yards– and I am not sure if I will get the second part finished. I only got about three hours sleep. 😦 Oh well, ’tis the season!

      • So sorry about the miserable raging allergies. We can wait; the important thing is to feel better and be able to get some sleep. (You know about local honey helping to combat the symptoms, right?)

        • I just walked outside to get the mail and I had to go the long way around to avoid possibly slipping on the embankment. Right past some blooming stuff that I obviously am highly allergic to. Nearly sneezed my dang fool head off. I think I still have some honey in there from the local beekeeper.

          • Acacia, Australian bottlebrush, scotch broom, and eucalyptus all have a similar effect on me. With acacia being such a major allergen, I’m surprised that it is still used in public plantings in the U.S. Yes, local honey dissolved in a bit of hot water works quite well. You may still need an antihistamine, but not as much.

      • So sorry to hear about your allergy attack! I hope the local honey will help! Fingers crossed! Take care of yourself, and finish the story when you’re feeling better!

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