The Adventure Continues

[abrightboy]

For thatsfascinating.



The villa Malcolm rented was in the Languedoc, not far from Marseilles, south of Avignon. It was a very historic region, though Malcolm was particularly not interested in visiting Marseilles again. There was a charming village nearby the villa and if they were going to go to an historic city for a day, he'd rather make the trip over to Montpellier, where he'd never been at all, much less with Dr Whitly.

The villa had six bedrooms. As the driver brought their luggage inside the bright and spacious main room, Malcolm handed him some folded Euros and thanked him and shut the door behind him.

"First choice of a room is yours," he told Edrisa with a smile. "But you might want to explore first."

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[abrightboy]

He nodded. That sounded nice, actually. "Let's do that," he said. "Do you... want to grab the bottle and I'll get the glasses?"

[thatsfascinating]

"Sure! I think there are ten of us, yes?" She glanced back at their "guests." "Officiant, two witnesses, four musicians, a photographer and us. Ten!" She smiled and headed in to grab the bottle.

[abrightboy]

He gave it a quick recount in his head and then went into the kitchen and grabbed glasses. There weren't enough champagne flutes for ten, so he grabbed a few wine glasses to make it up, then met her before the door. His hands were full, but he gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and then a nod.

[thatsfascinating]

She smiled as he kissed her cheek, then turned her head to press an answering kiss to his cheek before going out onto the patio.

"Do you want to invite them over in French?"

[abrightboy]

He smiled and, in very formal French, very formally invited them over.

He set the glasses out, then took the bottle and started pouring, stepping back so Edrisa and the guests could take their first.

[thatsfascinating]

Once they all had glasses, Edrisa took Malcolm's hand, smiling at him.

The officiant lifted his glass. "To Malcolm and Edrisa Bright!"

"Santé!" the rest cheered, lifting their glasses. Edrisa lifted hers as well, and drank with everyone.

[abrightboy]

Once the 'guests' had dispersed and they were inside the villa, Malcolm carefully locked the door, then turned to Edrisa and offered his hand.

"Mrs Bright, will you come to bed with me?" he asked, holding out his hand.

[thatsfascinating]

Mrs. Bright. It sounded so good, so perfect. Edrisa smiled wide and accepted his hand.

"Mr. Bright," she said, beaming at him, "it would be my pleasure."