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located in BOWDEN'S TEA ROOM AND RESTAURANT., a part of This Dirty Old Town., one of the many universes on RPG.


Located in Knightsbridge.


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Character Portrait: Elizabeth Earle Character Portrait: James Earle
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Dialogue: #780000

James turned his neck from side to side as he drove to Bowden's to meet Elizabeth and Charlotte for lunch. After a frustrating morning at work, he was looking forward to some downtime with his two favorite girls.

The knuckles of his right hand were already bruising slightly. They had a little misunderstanding with one of their delivery men, and naturally, Jimmy had to rough him up a bit. In the Earle family business, there was no room for mistakes. So they had to make sure that they kept their men in line. He would be lying if he said that he didn't enjoy the physical aspect of his job. He was a boxer, after all. However, that didn't mean that dealing with these situations was easy for him, they often left him tense and stressed out. That was why he was happy to have the much needed break.

Parking his car and entering the restaurant James began to wonder if Elizabeth was still mad at him. Before he went to work this morning, they had gotten into an argument. The exact same argument they have been having since they found out that she was pregnant again. She wanted to do more with the business, and he wasn't having it.

James had never held her back from doing what she wanted. She was a strong and highly capable woman, but the family business was dangerous. Honestly, he didn't want her to have any part in it before her pregnancy and now that she was carrying his unborn child, he was putting his foot down. The safety of his family was his number one priority, and he wouldn't put his wife in harms way.

The problem is that Elizabeth was just as stubborn as he was and she would not let it go. He loved the woman more than life itself, but damn did she know how to push his buttons. Despite his slight irritation with her, Jimmy had picked up a bouquet of flowers for her before coming to meet her as well as a box of Charlotte's favorite chocolates. His anger never lasted long where Lizzie was concerned and admittedly, she had him wrapped around her finger. Now he had to suck up to her and hope that she had forgotten about their spat this morning.

Upon spotting the two of them, he walked towards the table with a bright smile on his face, holding the gifts behind his back. "Will you be joining us then?" The nasty tone that his wife had greeted him with, stopped him dead in his tracks. She had not forgotten.

After handing the chocolates to a very delighted Charlotte, he looked to her mother. "C'mon Lizzie, don't tell me you're still cross with me. You know how I hate it when we fight." Getting down on one knee, he presented the flowers to her with a lopsided smile. "Forgive me?" To help his case, he pressed his lips to her cheek and traced a path of kisses to her ear. "Don't make me beg." He whispered huskily.

Moving his head back to look at her directly, he tried to gauge her reaction. With Lizzie, it was impossible to know what she was thinking.