I turn, trying to find my footing and balance, and wait for impact. If I time this right, all I should need to do is add a little momentum to Ward's leap and he'll sail right by me. Instead, Ward surprises me by pulling me into his arms and dropping into a chair with me in his lap in one swift move.
“What-” I squeak, and hear the sentiment echoed by Reggie.
“I intend to convince you that you'll indeed be wedding me.” Ward murmurs against my neck and a shiver racks my frame. Reggie visibly relaxes and I have to try to shove Ward away as Reggie clears his throat.
“Well, if you two are done wrecking my kitchen and nearly scaring me to death..” Reggie remarks dryly.
“I think Reginald has become a mother-hen overnight.” I stage-whisper to Ward. Ward chuckles and Reggie shoots me a glare.
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