Chapter 92

“Marc, darling,” Felicity said as she was brushing out her hair in the bathroom mirror. “I need to ask you something that’s important to me. Could I have a moment?”

Considering Marc was currently standing next to her at the bathroom counter, quickly styling his own hair, he found the question a little funny. Particularly because they were both currently topless - his chest less impressive than her jiggling bounty, in his opinion - and they’d just spent the last twenty minutes in a fast and rough bout of sex downstairs with Felicity bent over the couch in a few delightful ways.

“Of course, ma petite fée,” he said, lowering his hands from his hair and quickly wiping them on a hand towel before turning and leaning his hip on the counter to look at her directly instead of in the mirror.

She smiled softly at his longstanding nickname for her, shooting him a little look. Felicity had once argued that she wasn’t his ‘little fairy.’ His, certainly, but she wasn’t exactly the image of ‘petite’ that came to mind when someone used the word. Marc had argued that a direct translation of his mother language didn’t do the name justice, and that had been when she’d slowly started learning French, because she’d smelled bullshit in that answer.

Felicity tossed her hair over her other shoulder but didn’t stop her styling - they weren’t late yet, but the diversion downstairs had put them behind their usual promptness for society events. She did, however, keep her eyes on Marc in the mirror as she worked.

“I’m defending my thesis next month,” she said. “My parents and an old friend are flying in to celebrate afterwards. Or help pick me up off the floor if I get torn to pieces.”

Marc scoffed, shaking his head at her. “Impossible, chérie. Tu es plus que prête.”

“Maybe,” she said with a happy smirk, not wanting to jinx herself. “I was wondering if you would be open to playing my boyfriend and meeting them, though? I’ve been telling them for years now that I’m seeing someone, but we’re both busy people. It’ll be hard to explain that boyfriend not being around for something so important, though, and I’d rather them see I’ve been happy and not try to come up with another lie about a break-up or something.”