Decisions by Ola Wegner

Author:Ola Wegner [Wegner, Ola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-21T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

After quite a tiresome and emotional day, Elizabeth longed to have a good night’s sleep. Dressed in her nightclothes, she awaited her husband sitting by the fireplace. Darcy liked to stay with his uncle and cousins after the ladies retired for the night. She understood his need to spend time with his family and she never questioned it. Still, she knew that he appreciated that she waited for him every night.

It was half past eleven and she was about to go to bed when then the door opened and Darcy walked in.

He removed his coat and neckcloth and dropped on the armchair in front of her.

She smiled at him. “Have you had a pleasant evening with your uncle and cousins?” she asked, coming to sit on his lap.

His arms embraced her but he was silent.

“Is something the matter?” she asked.

“No, it is not,” he said, looking at the fire.

“You stayed up late tonight,” she said, but he did not comment either.

Elizabeth thought that he was simply tired and not in the mood for conversation. She noticed that he had been even less talkative in the recent days. Perhaps he was missing Pemberley the same as she was? She kissed him on the temple and got off his lap.

She removed her robe and climbed under the covers. Turning on her side. she pulled the covers over herself and closed her eyes.

She was nearly asleep when she felt his quick finger untying the front of her nightgown. For a while she enjoyed his hand caressing the tip of her breasts. She sighed. He knew well what she liked.

Craving closer contact, she turned onto her back. She adored when he was loving her like that. She could forget about the entire world.

Her fingers raked through his dark locks as he feasted on her bosom.

“Yes, Fitzwilliam, like this, yes, please,” she was murmuring.

She opened her legs and invited him in. They matched well now and moved together as one body.

When they lay spent a while later, he looked directly into her eyes and said, “I love you.”

Elizabeth closed her eyes, pretending to sleep. There were times before when he had spoken those words to her, but this time his tone was different. She thought that he expected to hear the same from her. She could not reaffirm her of his love and she would never wish to lie to him.

***

Elizabeth was perched on the cushioned seat of the large bay window on the second floor of Matlock Castle. She watched the snowflakes twirling in the air.

“Mrs Darcy,” she heard the voice of Colonel Fitzwilliam.

“Good morning, sir,” she said, rising to her feet.

“No, please, do not stand up. May I?” he asked, pointing to the other side of the upholstered bench.

She smiled, gesturing for him to sit.

Her gaze returned to the snowstorm. She noticed that Colonel Fitzwilliam was staring at her profile.

“It is not the first time I see you here,” he said.

“This window displays a beautiful view of the grounds,” she explained.

“Indeed, it does.

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