“Are you canoodling in there?” Despite the awkwardness of the situation, I nearly burst out laughing. “Canoodling?” I mouthed in Reggie’s ear. “Seriously?” “He’s old-fashioned,” Reggie grumbled by way of explanation. And then to Frederick, he yelled, “Go away!” “I will not go away,” he retorted. “This is my home. You are obviously free to do whatever it is you like with whomever you like, but for reasons I assume you can guess, I prefer it not happen in the presence of my antiques.” Reggie glared daggers at the door. “You’re seriously bringing that up now? That was nearly two hundred years
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