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Margaret’s face went wide with shock. Yes, Jane was indeed dancing with a man, and she looked rather happy doing so! It warmed Margaret’s heart to see it.

“Jane has expressed that she wished to be in love one day,” Margaret said.

“I hope for her sake that she will be. I think that it will be good for her.”

“You do?”

“Yes, of course. Why should you ask?”

“Because Jane enjoys her duty,” Margaret explained. “Sometimes, I think that she would not know who she was if she was not working. I cannot imagine Jane married, sitting at home all day with nothing to do.”

John said, “She would have plenty to do, such as cooking and cleaning.”

Margaret gave him a playful box on the chest. “Only if she wanted.”

“Yes, only if she wanted,” John replied warmly.

Margaret contemplated John’s words. No, he did not seem like the type of man who wished to marry a woman for her domestic efforts, but would Margaret enjoy such a humble existence? Would she like to cook and clean and take care of hearth and home? It came as little shock when Margaret realized that the answer was yes! She did long to have that simple existence, not because she wanted to serve someone, but because her love for John was so strong that she wanted to do these things for him… and for herself.

“We should step aside,” Margaret said, noting that they had lingered for some time.

“Come this way,” John replied, taking Margaret by the hand and leading her to the side of the room.

Once they were there, John did something rather unexpected. As they stood gazing at the dance floor, John surreptitiously brought a hand to Margaret’s lower back, clutching her as though she were his own. This feeling was so warm and inviting that Margaret merely stood there, basking in the sensation of it. She let loose a contented sigh and smiled to herself.

“You are very forward this evening,” Margaret said.

“Aren’t I always?”

Margaret laughed. “I suppose so.”

John’s voice turned grave. “Do you not like it?” He slowly pulled his hand away.

Margaret retrieved his hand and placed it back where it originally was. “I do like it,” she said, gazing into his eyes.

This seemed to be too much for John, for he slowly leaned in, giving Margaret a sideways kiss. The kiss was warm and pleasant, but that familiar heat flooded Margaret’s body, and all at once, she felt her knees go weak. Oh, if only they were alone so that they could indulge in their intimacy further.

Margaret pulled away and said, “Now we really have created a scandal.”

“Nonsense. Everyone else is engaged in their own affairs. No one has even seen.”

Just then, Margaret turned to discover Jane across the room with a horrified expression on her face. Margaret laughed and brought a hand over her mouth. “Of course, Jane seemed to see!”

“Never you mind.”

“I fear that she might never speak to me again.”

“She knows that we have kissed.”

Margaret’s eyebrows elevated. “She does?”

“She has to know.” John brought a finger under her chin. “And it matters not that she knows.”

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