C9 Chapter 9

Steven watched as Marie scrambled about looking for a towel for him to dry his face with. Waiting for her to take her seat, he dabbed his face with the towel she offered.

“Married?” Marie cried in a shrill voice.

“Yes. Why not?’ He asked, raising his brows and narrowing his eyes at the look on her face. He knew a lot of women who would grab the chance in a heartbeat