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“There’s no need to be scared of the hot wax, Mum, just pour it on the paper and then press the seal down… easy. It’s not rocket science, Mother.” She groaned at this and said,
“Yes, but the last time I tried it, I got wax in my hair and then Pip convinced me that peanut butter was the only way to get it out!”
“I’m pretty sure that’s for gum,” I pointed out unhelpfully.
“Yes, well let’s just say that I learned that the hard way and let’s also say, that it is not a sexy look to have your husband walk in on you when you have a naughty Imp, wearing a Wookie Onesie, rubbing peanut butter in your hair, picking at it like a monkey and then licking her lips… muttering, oooh, I found another crunchy bit.” At this mental image, I couldn’t help but burst out laughing, doing so until my belly hurt.
“Alright, Mum, I will see what I can do,” I assured her again, making her sigh in relief.
“That’s all I ask, my loving daughter,” she replied in an overly sweet tone, making me smirk and shake my head at her.
“I better go, a new shipment of artefacts just came in from Lucius’s vault in Switzerland. And I’ve got a backlog of stuff I still need to catalogue.”
“And as for me, I have wedding venues to look at,” she replied happily, making me roll my eyes, glad that she couldn’t see me, as I said,
“Of course, you do.”
“I will see you soon, honey!” she said, and I couldn’t resist teasing her one last time,
“Oh, and, Mum…”
“Yeah?” she asked, waiting for it.
“…Stay away from the wax seal.”
“Ha ha. Comedian, just like your mother,” she replied, making me laugh before reminding her,
“I’m pretty sure that’s what Dad always says.”
“Right, well I’m going now, before I get any more peanut butter jokes. Love you, honey.”
“Love you too, Mum.”
After this, I put down the phone just as the door opened and another crate was brought inside. My office space could barely be called a room, it was more like some spacious apartment. This was because Lucius had decided to give me what was practically a whole floor dedicated to my work.
I swear I had actually wept for joy when he showed it to me. Because when I had asked him in the car about me working and he had asked me to give him time, this was what he had meant. I knew that the moment he blindfolded me with his hands as he walked me into the space before revealing my dream office.
One we had christened minutes later as I squealed in delight before throwing myself at him! Then with me still hanging off him like some horny monkey, he walked me around the different rooms, while I raised my head long enough to look before going back to kissing his neck. Needless to say, we ended up back at my fabulously carved oak desk where I got to thank him properly.
As for my ‘office’ if it could even be called that, there was a storeroom with its own vault space for the more valuable items. There was a large workspace where I could work on the artefacts on multiple workstations, complete with walls full of tools. Most of which I would only ever need if I was planning on some ancient dig or trying to find the lost city of El Dorado. Or if I decided that digging up bones of dinosaurs was now my new hobby. Either one, the wall of tools was awesome, even if it was just to look at!
At the centre, was my huge actual office, and one that was kitted out with every type of technology that made my head spin. There was an x-ray machine, a 3-D printer, a lab space, a library and a sitting room with a kitchenette. Lucius had gone all out, and despite me telling him, this was, way,way, too much, the excitement on his face was infectious. Which meant that I decided to just shut up and accept it all as he had gone to extreme lengths to make this possible and I didn’t want him thinking I was ungrateful. When really, it was like a work dream come true!
Now there was no more red tape and museum hoops to jump through. It was more like I was my own boss despite the sexual games we liked to play. I knew Lucius just wanted to make me happy and in truth, giving me even half of this stuff would’ve made me ecstatically so.
But then as the artefacts started rolling in, I found myself not only happy but also excited for the future. Lucius may have created this role for me, but when I started to see the entirety of his collection coming in crate by crate, day by day, it made me realise that he hadn’t been exaggerating.
He actually had needed somebody to catalogue everything he owned, as most of the stuff he had forgotten about. I knew this when he would sometimes walk in around lunchtime, pick something out of one of the crates. and tell me,
“Um… I thought I lost this after the Battle of Hastings.” I would then run over to him take the thousand-year-old Anglo-Saxon helmet from him that was in remarkable condition. This was with the rest of his collection, with artifacts retrieved from Sutton Hoo in Suffolk. Sutton Hoo was the site of two early medieval cemeteries dating from the 6th to 7th centuries near the English town of Woodbridge. Archaeologists had been excavating the area since 1938, when a previously undisturbed ship burial containing a wealth of Anglo-Saxon artefacts was discovered. Something that he obviously cared little for, as he picked up the next item and started casually tossing the ancient drinking flask between his hands. My reaction of horror and panic made him smirk down at me when I took it out of his hands, only to place it gently back down on my workstation.
Of course, he found my reaction to this highly amusing, which was why he always did it. Especially if the bad boy grin was anything to go by. I was starting to think that Lucius got a kick every time I told him off and scolded him about something, as he still continued to treat his own artefacts this way.
In fact, it was one night as we were having dinner and I had cooked my shredded chilli chicken, (another culinary triumph according to Lucius) that I asked him how he would feel about opening up a museum.
“You have so many rare and incredible artefacts, pieces of the past that people like me would love to see. It’s a crime to know that they are just heading their way back to another vault somewhere and most of which, you don’t even remember having or get pleasure out of… no, Lucius, not that type of pleasure,” I said, laughing when his eyes roamed over my tank top, one, admittedly I had chosen to tease him with… and teasing him was now the main reason I wore yoga sets again too. Although I would have to start working out soon or he was going to catch on.
As for my answer, he simply picked up my hand, nibbled on my fingertips, before looking at me and telling me,
