“Not at all.” Sebastian’s spoke curtly. Cold as usual whenever he was in the presence of Grell. “It’s a lovely night, so perhaps I can set up a table out in the garden. I may even be willing to put together a small pastry for you while you bask in the moonlight.”
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Grell’s expression brightened immediately, as though Sebastian had just handed her exactly what she wanted. “Oh, Bassy, you really shouldn’t make offers like that unless you intend to keep them.”
She clasped her hands beneath her chin, practically glowing with delight—
“Entertain you?” A displeased huff escaped the butler. Of course he could refuse, but he could only imagine how much worse it would be if Grell were to make a scene..
“I suppose I can offer my services to you. Is there anything in particular you wish to be entertained with?”