Rose: The Royal Treatment
The trophy stood proudly near the front entrance for everyone to see.
I remained dazed from the previous evening of gorging on desserts, champagne, and who knows what else.
John had regained his composure as he stood close to the staircase waiting for Wanda and I to come downstairs.
“Good morning,” said Wanda smiling at John while giving him a slight pinch on the butt.
The Butler squirmed in his spot.
“Wanda!” I whispered pulling her away and down the stairs.
“What? He likes it,” she said giving me a pint-sized wink.
“Ew, I think I’ve seen and heard enough for the rest of my lifetime.”
“Oh please, you and Prince handsome have been kicking it up a notch too. So, why not have some fun while I’m here?”
“Wanda, you are something else,” I said wrapping my arm
