He Squeezes My Hand

She pours iced teas with slices of lemon explaining there's another kitchen where all the cooking is done. 

I bring the tray of iced teas while she lays out coconut macaroon treats and we head back to the sitting room, me a lot more relaxed than when I just arrived.

During our conversation, a footman arrives to announce our luggage is in our rooms and I am surprised. How did he even know we had luggage to take upstairs?

About an hour after, he pulls me to my feet and announces he's going to show me around a bit. We agree to meet back at seven in the formal dining room for dinner. 

As much as I enjoyed talking to his family, I am glad for the time to be alone with him as he draws me towards the stairs.

"They love you," he says as we climb the stairs.

"You doubted they would?"

"No, you're a very lovable person when you're not busy being mad at me."

" you know-"