“Could I have a moment to speak with Jesse alone?” “Alone?” Jessamine looked horrified. “But he’s a gentleman. In your bedroom.” “I am a ghost,” said Jesse dryly. “What is it exactly you imagine I might do?” “Please, Jessamine,” said Lucie. Jessamine sniffed. “Never in my day!” she announced, and vanished in a swirl of petticoats.
Ahhh, Jess
