The Strength of England

~4~

"Juliet, for the last couple days we've had light conversation over tea in our offices and I will say it is quite enjoyable for me and I have been wondering if you would like to take tea with me outside of work at one of the local shops? Bloody hell Arthur that was rubbish! You sound desperate for a date."

"That's because ya are Artie." Allister spoke as he handed him a glass of scotch.

"Shove off you twit, I wasn't asking you!" Arthur yelled.

"Talking to yourself in the mirror isn't going to get ya the pretty kitty ya want." the man said, leaning against him.

"I'd first jump from the White Cliffs before taking your advice."

"Now, little brother it isn't that bad. Just tell the lassie that she's pretty, parade her around making her feel like a queen then ask if she fancies a shag."

"You are disgusting, you realize that?"

Allister laughed as he wrapped his arm around Arthur's shoulder, dragging him away from the mirror. "Come on now, you're too stuffy to even snag a girl up."

"I'm a gentleman Allister, not a fool. I know what women want and what you described is not what they desire."

"You are out of the times Arthur, women aren't the classy things they once were. Most of today they are happy with a one night play and that's it."

"Just because that's the women you find, doesn't mean that I have that." Arthur protested as they entered the kitchen.

"Are you both arguing again?" Conner asked, never steering his eyes from the computer.

"When aren't they fighting?" Arthur heard Jett asked from the piece.

"That is the real question there." Logan added.

"Why is it that my entire family has to get into my affairs with women?" Arthur threw his hands in the air.

"Because you can't get laid to save your life." Conner replied.

Allister, Logan, and Jett laughed at the man as Arthur stood there dumbfounded at them. Was it true that Arthur still enjoyed the regal aspects of life, how women were along with men, of course. It's when he had her. Those times of elegance and pose, it was that time he treasured and loved, although his pirate years weren't far behind it.

The slam of the laptop and thumping of heads made Arthur turn around to see what the commotion was about as he saw Carine lifting Allister and Connor out of the kitchen and through the backdoor.

"Stay out, you worthless dogs!" She hollered, slamming the door.

Arthur stood there stunned at her actions, unsure of what to do.

She turned to face him, "Now then, you."

She sat at the table, motioning for him to do the same. Arthur cautiously sat down before her, awaiting the usual barrage from her.

"So, you're trying to get the girl?" She asked.

"No! Not get her, just take her out for tea or so. Nothing more." Arthur stated.

"A basic date, as friends, sure to say." She questioned.

"No, well, yes but just tea nothing more."

"Then just ask her. Don't look at it as courting the woman, just ask her if it was Michelle or Bella. I know you have asked before for them, so it's the same principle."

"But I've known them for years. I don't know Juliet as much as them. That and I feel like a total twat having her pay my bill and drag my drunk ass here, but afterwards refuse anything I gave her as payment. Nothing is more of a punch to the dick then that."