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Marcus sat in the private dining area he had reserved with Milicent earlier.  In fact his long time confidante had just left to give him time to prepare himself.  Daphne's pregnancy scare the other night had woken him up - he was done pretending that he didn't  know what he wanted.  Or that their relationship was perfect.  It was.  He had been led to the person who he loved more than anything.  Which - yes made him a sap  but a sap in a good way - it kept Daphne near him.  He opened his wallet to a picture of her riding piggy back on his back at some festival they had gone to.  Her smile was amazing.

People would always gossip - and his attempts to regain her family manor fueled those rumors.  But he didn't give a damn.  He wanted it for her so that he could get that sad look out of her eyes when she thought of the place.  Sad looks and Daphne didn't mix in his mind.  He also didn't care that people thought she was with him for the money - ifpeople  saw how hard he had to work to get her to spend ANY of his money...there wouldn't be another rumor.

He looked at his watch and took a deep breath - it was time for her car to be arriving soon.