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If only they could give into their longings that very night!
“I am blushing yet again.” She brought a hand bashfully to her cheek, which John pulled away with his own hand.
“Do not be embarrassed. This is the way of the world. It is nature.”
“I know that it is. It is natural for me to long for you the way that I do,” Margaret said softly.
Oh, but John was bursting at the seams! He had to be a gentleman. He promised himself that he would be, but how horrible to want to unleash himself upon her without restriction. Once she was his wife—and she would be his wife—John would no longer need to hold back, and he would teach Margaret that she would not need to hold back, as well.
John had been with other women. After all, he was a man, and certain instincts needed to be satisfied, but none of this carried the same strength and weight as what he felt for Margaret. She would be the last woman he would ever share his body with, and the first woman he would ever share his soul with. There was so much he wished to express to her, but words would never suffice.
“I should go inside,” Margaret finally said breathlessly.
“I do not want you to.”
“My father will discover that I am gone. I do not wish for him to find you here.” A little smile came to Margaret’s lips. “John… is it true? What Jane told me?”
“What did she tell you?” he asked, pulling his fingers through her hair.
“That you encountered my father and Darkmoor?”
John could not help but grin from ear to ear. “That is the truth. And… I have encountered your father in the past.”
“How?” Margaret asked in wonder.
“I met him at a tavern one night. I told him that he should set you free. And when I encountered him and Darkmoor, I explained what a proper husband must do.”
Margaret gave him a playful box to the chest, which John delighted in. “You are so very mischievous. Who would do such a thing?”
“Only me,” John assured her.
“All the same, it is best that you are not discovered. We can carry out our desire to be with one another, but I want no harm to come to you.”
“No harm shall come to me, nor you.”
John took her hand in his own, initiating a quiet dance under the moonlight. Margaret smiled all the while, and he promised himself that he would do everything in his power to keep that smile upon her lips for the rest of his days.
That being done, Margaret assured him, “I must go.”
“I know.” He kissed the back of her hand.
“Come to me tomorrow, I beg of you.”
“It is a promise that I must keep.”
“And come to me every day after that,” Margaret added softly.
“There is another promise that I shall embrace with relish.”
He watched as she fled, her gorgeous lavender dress having collected rainwater from the ground. John heaved a sigh, desperately hating to see her go. What would he do the rest of the night with only Margaret upon his mind? How would he maintain his sanity? John had no answer for that.
