Speak of the devil herself, a voice called out as he heard the door close. "I've come for a visit."

In no time, she'd walked up to the back of his chair and Molly slipped her arms around him and slid her hand down his chest. She had been busy with some things, but she still loved the feel of his body under her fingertips. Her other hand pulled back to show she had something in hand. It was the paper, folded to his ad.

"I read something interesting today.." She mused in his ear. "I wonder who it could be that is looking for a bride. Do you have any idea?" She said with a slight hint of teasing. How could he think of just leaving like that to get married? She demanded his loyalty more than any other.