Well, it's a Real Short Story.

Chapter Five

The butler observed the set up, "indeed," he hummed in agreement. She cared for his principle and that made him more fond of her daily. It had become apparent to Mr. Kingsley that his boss was growing soft on her as well, if anyone knew Ethan it was him, and he was certainly taken by the young miss. It wasn't difficult to see why; her very nature was to nurture, and what man did not want to indulge in the caring character of a woman?

Katherine collected what the butler perceived to be Ethan's dry cleaning, along with the food she had brought, and walked to leave the office He followed behind her. They walked to the kitchen and though Mr. Kingsley would usually argue against it; he complied and sat down when Katherine motioned him to do so at the massive island, as she set Ethan's clothes aside and grabbed some plates from the cupboard to plate their meal. 

She set everything down and did her best to meet the standards that she knew Mr. Kingsley possessed while she pretended not to see as he adjusted the settings to perfection- though she made note of the proper placements, so that, eventually she would get it right. 

She was determined to do so.

Once she had plated the food Mr. Kingsley pulled out her chair for her... always the gentleman.

A good butler, was nothing if not a gentleman.

"Have you forgiven the grass?" She inquired, clearly amused.

 Mr. Kingsley's brows furrowed in confusion a crinkled letter N forming betwixt them momentarily, before understanding formed in his mind and he could not help the musical laughter that slipped passed his lips. If Katherine had a grandfather she imagined his laughter might sound exactly like this, rich and melodic, it made her laugh as well.

The Whooshing of Mr. Kingsley exhaling echoed lightly through the room, "I decided that for now it was a tolerable offence," he admitted causing Katherine to giggle freely.

He had a sense of humor.

They enjoyed their meal together and chatted and joked as they ate their fill. Maybe She was growing on him to? He had always wanted a daughter, unfortunately, he had never fallen in love. Never married, and never had children. After they ate he collected the dry cleaning and resumed his nightly patrol as  Katherine stayed and washed the dishes she bid him goodnight.

She went home afterwards and slept till the next morning.

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Today was her day off, she was so happy she could cry actual tears. She worked a biblical six days and had one day off and it was the same day every week. Today she would have an Ethan free day and she would rest in that comforting thought. She would not receive a call and she would not hear is voice calling her name.

Freedom.

What I need is an Ethan free week!

Now that, would be a blessing of the highest degree. 

There was an in home spa, with a stone tub in her house, and it had become a sort of tradition for her to indulge in taking milk rose baths every sabbath morning. She walked downstairs and into the spa's bathroom she turned on the faucet to fill up the grey stone tub with water so hot it was basically boiling it would cool to a perfect temperature by the time she was ready to sink into it.