The Last Kiss - Chapter One

Hello guys! This story I wrote some time ago, but I just re-wrote parts generating it betterwedding gowns . Figure out what you think! Oh, and the picture 's what I think Bazlea would appear to be.Mermaid Wedding Dresses

Enjoy,
Lauren C.

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How will you such as the room, dear Mrs. Patire inquired about kindly.

I like it, I said quietly. The space was perfect. The bed was centered contrary to the cream colored walls. The bed covers were a light pink, with white lacing about the edges. White and cream pillows filled the most notable half of the bed. Then there is a large dresser which was a pale white color, that also contains a matching night stand. Perfect.

Dont be shy, Bazlea, she comforted me. You dont have to clean until next Friday, since I cleaned up yesterday, she added softly.

Yes, you understood correctly. I am the brand new maid at the Patires mansion. Not the best job around, but it's better than having nowhere to call home and almost no food every night.

Many thanks, maam, I said while i set my small bag near the bed.

Oh, Mrs. Patire said as she walked toward the dressed, that reminds me. All the clothes in the dresser are so that you can keep.Strapless Wedding Dresses

I nodded lightly. Many thanks.

Well, I will allow you to get comfortable here. Dinner will probably be made shortly, she said. Then she exited quietly. Silence.

However made my way to the dresser. I opened the first shelf. Within the shelf was three pairs of extremely fancy pants, and four lace shirts. Around the second shelf, there is two nice dresses. They werent like ball gown dresses or anything, but something you might wear to a nice school program. And also on the last shelf, it had been empty. I was thinking which was a spot for me to put my other clothing.

I shut all of the shelves in the dresser and walked to my bag, that was slumped contrary to the side about the bed. I opened up and place away most of my clothing, adding it to the last shelf. Furthermore, i placed a few pictures I had brought on the nightstand. The space now looked perfect. Everything was neat as well as in its place.

I had been then likely to lay about the bed, but just as I had been about to, I heard a knock about the door. I gave a faint smile and walked to open it. Once i did, I noticed a tall, neatly dressed guy who was simply about how old irrrve become.

Yes I said shyly. I had been already nervous to stay this house, and meeting every one of these new people wasnt helping much.

Dinners ready, he explained strictly.

I sighed. It absolutely was true; every one of these rich kids were as snotty as people portrayed them. No 'who are you or 'welcome Gurus while i studied him.

He didnt reply to my question. He just mumbled, Just come. Now. Then he started to leave the area, with me following him.

It would be nice to have your company name, you know, I said with a smile.

He sighed, Darien.

I nodded. And also since you seem so thinking about knowing my name, it's Bazlea, I joked. From then on, it fell silent until we entered your home.

Hello, dear, Mrs. Patire said excitedly, do you get settled in your new room

Yes, thanks, I said while i took a seat at the table, right in between Darien and Mrs. Patire.

Mrs. Patire smiled widely, Oh, how could I forget This really is my husband, Jerry, she motioned toward the guy sitting alongside her.

Mr. Patire, he corrected harshly.

I forced a smile, Hello. I am Bazlea.

He didnt reply. Instead he passed me a large bowl of steak. I looked over it with wide eyes. Mrs. Patire could obviously tell I had been shaken, because she commented onto it. Is a thing wrong using the steak

I gave a crooked smile, No, no, its fine. I recently dont eat meat.. Darien rolled his eyes.

Oh, alright, Mrs. Patire said, do you want some soup instead I nodded.

Inside a few minutes, a server brought out a medium sized bowl of tomato basil soup. I thanked the lady, and quickly began eating. It had been extended since I stood a real meal.

After dinner, Mrs. Patire started, Darien will provide you with an excursion of the home.

Fun, he mumbled to himself.

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