Re: Clorinda/Caradoc
Clorinda rolled her eyes. "Or it's perfect after waking up in the middle of the day on a Sunday after fucking all night. You might not like calling it brunch, but it still qualifies as such if you're having lunch for breakfast." She grinned again. "I like brunch and nothing is sagging here. No children either. I like them best when they belong to others."
She chuckled. "Toast and marmalade, with a cup of tea, some bacon and egg, a couple of slices of quiche. Merlin, now I'm getting hungry." She was tiny, but she worked outdoors and she could out-eat most men, not caring about her figure or dimming prospects. "Okay, we can keep all children afar at the moment as you feed me and you can tell me why you're here on a Saturday morning."