Sitting on a low bench, sheltered by a waterfall of ivy, Jeeves had one arm wrapped around her knees, the other dangled before her, holding a cigarette. With the Brinkley Court household gone to bed, her master cozily tucked in, she’d gone for a stroll and a smoke.
Blowing smoke in lieu of a sigh, she contemplated how Wooster had gone from a ridiculous, empty-headed fop to a sweet, generous anachronism; one who’d stolen her heart, endangering the successful life she’d achieved via one perfect lie. If only he wasn’t an invert, or she was the man he thought her!
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Psst... apparently there's more! Here (http://archiveofourown.org/works/1155929/chapters/2373158)!
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Date: 2014-01-27 05:05 am (UTC)Sitting on a low bench, sheltered by a waterfall of ivy, Jeeves had one arm wrapped around her knees, the other dangled before her, holding a cigarette. With the Brinkley Court household gone to bed, her master cozily tucked in, she’d gone for a stroll and a smoke.
Blowing smoke in lieu of a sigh, she contemplated how Wooster had gone from a ridiculous, empty-headed fop to a sweet, generous anachronism; one who’d stolen her heart, endangering the successful life she’d achieved via one perfect lie. If only he wasn’t an invert, or she was the man he thought her!
~~~
Psst... apparently there's more! Here (http://archiveofourown.org/works/1155929/chapters/2373158)!