Chapter Twenty-Five
Our jubilation in the hallway had caught the attention of the other inhabitants of the Bennett household. Once everyone was told what had occurred congratulations were offered and wishes for a happy future.
'I would normally ask the servants to break out some form of alcohol but considering the time it does not seem appropriate' apologised Mr Bennett.
'We don't need a celebration. But thank you Mr Bennett' I replied, still pressed tightly into George's side, who couldn't seem to keep the wide grin off of his face. He was holding me as though I might vanish at any second.
'Now I do believe everyone should get some rest' Mr Bennett stated and within a few minutes everyone seemed to scatter off to their beds.
'I still didn't manage to ask where I can sleep' George shook his head. We were the only two left in the hallway.
'Well…' I started shyly. 'You could always share a bed with me again. We have before. The Bennett's gave me a room to myself because of my head injury.'
'I think I like that idea' smirked George.
I led him by the hand to the room that I had been given for the evening. We said nothing as we entered the room and made sure the door was firmly closed behind us. We both readied ourselves for bed. I left only a chemise on and slipped into the bed whilst George had removed his trappings and shirt and was left only in his trousers. He slipped into the bed beside me and turned so that we were face to face.
He delicately stroked my face and ran his hand gently over the small piece of bandage on the back of my head that covered my stitches. 'Does your head still hurt?' he asked.
'Not really. I'm fine, I promise' I whispered back.
'You must tell me if it hurts' he said. His hand gently slipped lower to caress my neck and he pulled me closer so that he could kiss me. Our kiss grew more and more heated until he was leaning over the top of me and pressing me down into the mattress.
'Is this proper' I questioned him. I didn't really care but I didn't want anything to compromise our engagement in the eyes of others.
'I think it very proper to show you just how much I adore you' he replied. The rest of the world could go hang. As long as we were happy what else mattered. Our kisses grew frenzied and hands wandered, laying gentle caresses and stripping clothing. I gasped in pleasure as we became one.