 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Sachin really had no idea why Jane kept referring to Conley by his surname. Weren’t the two friends? He caught the look from Conley and sent the man an amused half smile. Maybe Conley still wasn’t used to hearing their names together? “Namaste, Jane.’’ Sachin gave her a warm smile, which faltered a bit as Conley made a mess with the pancake batter. Honestly, his husband was terrible at this sort of thing. “Couldn’t have asked for life to be any better,’’ Sachin replied brightly to Jane. “It’s just regular, boring domestic life-” He shot a look at his husband before chuckling. “Just joking!” Back to Jane. “Seriously, I’m content. How about you? Looking forward to another year at the Ministry?”
And there was another burnt pancake on his plate. “Thanks, Con. Two’s enough, I think.’’ Again… Sachin would be needing a lot of syrup. As for the potential morning tradition? Well, the Ambassador was more than willing to let Conley have das lakh {a million} chances at practicing before Sachin let him fly solo. He briefly rolled his eyes, amused smile in place at the mention of grilled cheese. Yes, Sachin knew what you were implying, Con.
Speech time. Sachin took a welcomed break in eating those burnt pancakes to give his attention to Charles. |