Daphne
As it was Saturday, I had no where in particular to be. But of course, Louis was always busy. Leanne was knocking on his door just as I was coming out of the shower wrapped only in a towel. Louis opened the door and let her in as if it was perfectly natural that his assistant should see us together.
She strode into the room, her eyes glued to her tablet, her ever-present clipboard tucked under one arm. “Good morning, Your Highness. Just a few things for this morning–” She began to list off the events on his schedule, meeting after meeting. As she read down the list, she backed into the couch and sat down.
I met Louis’s eyes, and he simply smiled and continued buttoning his shirt.
I shrugged and went in search of the clothes we had discarded last night. I found my bra and
