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"They have an adult program?" Lawrence asked. "God, I hated that place."
"Me too,” I sighed. "At least I know what spoon to use for dinner."
"Well if you're ready to settle down…" Father tried to steer the conversation back on track.
"I'm not ready as in immediately. But go on," I corrected as I tried to cut the flesh of my bird.
I wouldn't want them taking my eagerness too seriously and make me rush my plans with Ethan. Not when I still had Ian problems.
"That's understandable. It's not an urgent matter, but we thought it's something you should be aware of," he continued. "About whom you'd be married to?"
"You got me a suitor?" I raised a brow, controlling my voice trying not to sound pissed off.
"Yeah, but we had to settle with someone you'd be comfortable with," Mother replied.
"Is that right?" I put down my fork. "You mind telling me who my knight in shining armor is?"
"That would be me, Sir Lawrence Williams, your ladyship," Lawrence said as he gave an exaggerated bow.
"Oh, my dear sir. You are far too gracious." I played along and offered him my hand.
He kissed it. "Thank you, princess."
I thought it was just a joke and even laughed along. But I noticed none of them were laughing.
Lawrence himself, seemed please.
"You're serious?" I asked my father, and he nodded. I turned my attempt to my other parent. "You're not joking?"
Mother shook her head negatively. "No, we're not. Lawrence is your suitor."
"I mean, if you think about it, makes perfect sense," Lawrence said as he let go of my hand and continued his meal. "You're a goddess, and I can be likened to a god. Both from respectable family with long ties. We grew up practically together. I know you like the back of my hand. That is, if you've not changed."
"That doesn't even…why do you keep doing this?!" I slammed my hand on the table, frightening my mother and startling my father.
"Ah shit, the wine," Lawrence complained as the glass he had poured for himself spilled onto the table.
"Why don't you two consult me about these kind of things? Why must you make decisions for me? Me, an adult? What the hell!" My voice got louder as I rose to my feet.
"Tone, princess," Lawrence warned as he poured himself a glass. "You have the right to be angry, but remember you're talking to your parents. Lady Rosemary would probably have a discount for you if you were to return, so let's not make her any richer, shall we?"
I sat down.
"Sweetie, we aren't saying you have to get married to him immediately," Mother said.
"That's not even the problem, Lawrence is like a brother to me," I announced.
"Brother-zoned," Lawrence held his chest. "But last I checked you were the only one who decided that I was like a brother. I, on the other hand, have always seen you like a woman."
I frowned.
"Cool your mittens," he chuckled. "Like your mother said, we don't have to rush it. I just need us to meet at several times. If you don't find me suitable, then I back out. Simple."
When he gave that suggestion, I noticed Father visibly sweating. Something else was going on.
"Fine then," I agreed. "Try to sway my heart."
"There you go," he smiled. "Now, pass me the sauce. The duck feels a little dry."
