Maisie
"Do you like it?"
The last time I'd seen Juliette, my tongue had been in her mouth and her fingers in my hair. It was odd, looking at my sister-in-law, completely unsure how to communicate with her.
I glanced around my new bedroom.
They'd gotten the south wing of the house ready by the time I returned. My bedroom now ran along the entire length of the wing. There was more space than I knew what to do with, and I didn't miss the fact that the bed was orgy-sized huge. I kept trying not to look at the bed. I was currently in a love-hate relationship with beds.
I nodded. "It's very… large."
"I hear rooms in the castle are three times bigger," Juliette said, making herself comfortable on my bed. I still couldn't look her in the eye, but she didn't seem to notice. She spoke like it never happened, and her English was almost impeccable now. "I wish Quinn would take me when he went to court next."
