Twelve
For some reason, I felt more nervous about this date than I did the last one I went on, despite the fact it was with a man I'd been in a relationship with for over a hundred years. Maybe it was just to do with the changing dynamic between us. Or perhaps it was more that I realised at least on some level that he was right. There was a reason I'd never said yes to him, even if I'd never been able to put my finger on what it was.
"Would you like anything, Lucy?" Mika asked from my doorway. Oh, how I wished she'd stop using my name all the time, but at least it was better than Mistress. That just sounded distasteful at the best of times, and reminded me that I'd somehow ended up with an illegal slave.
"No, thank you. Unless you're any good with hairpins." I glanced down at the disarr
