Zelda had Wesley in the park today, the baby happy and gurgling and altogether being entirely too adorable. She was alone again--another boyfriend lost to the winds and she was beginning to think she was just cursed on the romantic front. Home, perhaps, might be a good idea; she hadn't been home in so many months and the idea of getting to see ( Read more... )

Zelda hissed as she slipped into the hot water, cradling herself back against Leonard's body. "I'm so sorry about all this, Leonard. Truly."

Zelda sighed contently and balanced a cup of tea against her ever-growing baby bump. It made a nice shelf, the baby, and she did enjoy having her tea in the afternoons. She'd done little in the way of housework for a few weeks and felt bad about that, but any residual guilt melted away in the light Leonard's eyes, knowing he wanted nothing more ( Read more... )

Zelda pulled Leonard inside, kissing him deeply. She would have him, this night, and if not? Well, she was making her intentions known. She'd been a good girl for far too long and it was torture, not having him.

"Have me? Please?"

It hadn't been intentional on Thomas's part, but being so declined had stung--moreso because Zelda had made a fool of herself prior. He was a gentleman about it, but her feelings were still crushed. She...it...she needed a friend ( Read more... )