The Proposal
“"Hey," he said, shaking her gently. She looked so tired and was so deeply asleep that he hesitated to wake her. But he also knew how important it would be for her to make a showing at cocktail hour. Soon enough people would be getting ready to sit down for dinner. Since it was the last night and most of the meetings and presentations were now out of the way, the atmosphere was a lot more relaxed.
"Aaaargggh,” Nadine looked at the clock and fell back onto the bed. "I'm late," she groaned, her tousled hair framing her oval face beautifully. Ethan was dressed and ready. Still casual, still very effortless, but she could see he was wearing a pair of cotton linen trousers with a short sleeved shirt. At least he had made an effort to smarten himself up.
"Come on, get in the shower. I'll wait out here. Want me to iron your dress or something?" he was really doing his best to help.
Nadine was touched. He sat near her while she struggled to sit up in bed. "Thanks for waking me," she said, bef...ore making the concerted effort to heave her body out of the bed.MoreLess
"Aaaargggh,” Nadine looked at the clock and fell back onto the bed. "I'm late," she groaned, her tousled hair framing her oval face beautifully. Ethan was dressed and ready. Still casual, still very effortless, but she could see he was wearing a pair of cotton linen trousers with a short sleeved shirt. At least he had made an effort to smarten himself up.
"Come on, get in the shower. I'll wait out here. Want me to iron your dress or something?" he was really doing his best to help.
Nadine was touched. He sat near her while she struggled to sit up in bed. "Thanks for waking me," she said, bef...ore making the concerted effort to heave her body out of the bed.MoreLess
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