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Warning: Love scene towards the end of the chapter. If you don't like don't read it please.

Chapter 33

Amelia was sitting on the bed fixing one of her under dresses, softly humming to her self. She looked up, confused by the silence of the room, and her eyes settled on Sweeney. He was standing in front of the mirror with his razor in his hand. His face was covered with shaving cream and he was ready to pamper himself like he did every morning.

She watched as he shaved his face quickly but methodically causing her to chuckle as she did so.

"You know if there was a competition for that you'd definitely win the first prize." She said and he turned to look at her over his shoulder.

"I would?" he asked gruffly and she nodded.

"You are skilled. All the customers come for you in the shop." She said with a smile and he shrugged.

"I guess…" he mumbled as he finished with his chin and placed his razor on his desk. He wiped his face with a small towel and picked the bottle of cologne. He poured some in his hands and then patted his face with them.

"You won't go to work today?" she asked as she stood up and folded the under dress before putting it in the closet.

"No. I'll go to the market. I'm out of some things." He said distantly and she turned to look at him.

"Can I come?" she asked hopefully.

"No." he replied and she frowned.

"Why not? I have to buy…"

"I'll get you what you want." He cut her off.

"But…"

"I just want to go alone alright?" he snapped raising his voice.

"Okay." She said softly and he sighed.

"I won't be long." He muttered as he put on his jacket and looked at her. She nodded her head and he walked out of the door, closing the door firmly behind him.

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Amelia walked out of the washroom and dried her hair with a towel when a knock came on the door. She opened it and a beaming Beth greeted her.

"Good morning, dear." She said cheerily as she entered.

"Hello, Mrs. Beth. How are you?" Amelia asked with a soft smile.

"I'm fine. I brought you some cake." Beth said as she handed her a plate.

"Oh, thank you. Would you like to sit?" Amelia asked with a smile and Beth nodded.

"I have tea ready." She said as she poured some in two cups.

"Is Mr. Todd alright?"

"He is fine." Amelia said as she sat down on the bed next to Beth.

"I went to the shops before I came here and I saw some wonderful dresses and hats. So many colors… Is that red you're wearing?" Beth said with wide eyes.

"Yes…" Amelia replied distantly, the pain in her head returning once again after a few hours of absence.

"It looks great on you, dear!" Beth exclaimed and Amelia managed a nod as she rubbed her head.

"Are you alright?" Beth asked worriedly.

"It's just my head." She whispered as her hand trembled while holding the cup of tea.

"Would you like me to bring you some water?" Beth asked.

"No, no." Amelia shook her head as she shakily stood up.

The door opening suddenly caused her to jump and her trembling hand let go of the cup. Sweeney frowned when he saw her and Beth stood up.

"Amelia? What happened?" he asked as he shot an accusing glare at Beth who raised her eyebrows at him.

"Nothing new." Amelia mumbled as she leaned down to pick up the broken cup pieces.

"Your head?" he asked with a furrowed brow.

"Yes…it got worse than last night…" Amelia whispered as she winced.

"Maybe a doctor could give her something…" Beth started.

"Or maybe you could stop your unnecessary chatter and let her have some peace, woman!" he snapped and Beth gasped.

"I just came here." She said and Amelia looked up.

"It's not her fault, Sweeney. Stop it." She said but Beth shook her head.

"I'll go. I have to get back home anyway. Good day. I hope you feel better soon, dear." She said as she walked out of the house.

"You should really stop being so rude." Amelia scolded and he groaned, rolling his eyes.

"I saved you really." He said as he helped her pick p the broken pieces.

"From what? Your shouting only added to my headache." She muttered as she rubbed her forehead and temple.

"Stubborn woman! You know why you have those goddamned headaches!" he snapped as he took off his jacket.

"And why is that?" she asked as she looked expectantly at him.

"It's because you don't sleep at night. Lately you're always on edge." He commented as he looked at her in the eyes.

"I am not." She mumbled looking away from his piercing gaze.

"Yes, you are. Anyway…here." He said as he took something from his pocket and hastily handed it to her.

"What is this?" she asked as she looked at the box in her hands.

"Open it and you'll see." He said monotonously.

Amelia opened the box and what she found inside was a delicate bottle of perfume.

"I went to buy cologne for the shop. I smelled it and I thought it would be fine on you. If you wear it that is." He mumbled uncomfortably.

"Thank you." She said softly with a wide smile which made him even more uncomfortable.

"Well go on then. Open it." He said with hand gestures. She nodded and uncorked the bottle carefully before she brought it to her nose.

"Oh, it's wonderful. What is it?" she asked looking up only to find him standing close to her.

"It's jasmine." He said as he took the bottle from her and put some on her neck and wrist.

"It's not as strong as other scents but it lasts long enough to make it matter." He said with a smirk as he closed the bottle and looked at her.

"It does?" she asked as she sniffed her wrist.

"Hmm…You forgot something today, didn't you?" he whispered and she stared at him confused.

"My kiss. It's like tea; if I don't have it I get annoyed in the mornings." He said as he pulled her to him with a hand on her waist. He kissed her head and then her lips.

"How's the head, pet?" he asked after he broke the kiss.

"The same. I'll lie down for a bit." She said looking away from his eyes that were moving over her slowly. She shook her head and lied down on the bed. Sweeney looked at his shoes for a while before he decided to approach her again.

He sat on the bed and placed his hands on her head. He moved on the bed and placed her head on his lap, causing her to look at him questionably. He only smirked at her as his fingers started rubbing her temples softly; gently.

"Lucy had a lot of migraines during the pregnancy…This helped her." He said as his fingers continued their work.

"It's very nice." She commented softly when she hard the soft tone in his voice.

He smiled and leaned down to kiss her lips gently before he slid his hand in her hair; combing slowly.

"You loved her very much, didn't you?" she asked and he looked at her.

"I did. I still do. I can't forget her. Never." He stated and she looked away.

"What about you?" he asked.

"What?"

"Who do you love most in the world?" he asked and she shrugged.

"I don't know…" she answered and he looked offended for a few moments.

"You don't know?"

"No. I only have you…How can I compare?" she said and her words caused him to swell with pride by the fact that she had only him to love.

Selfish bastard. His inner voice sang in his head but he ignored it.

"So you… you only love me?" he asked with fake indifference.

"I guess so…" she said looking up at him.

"Hmmm…." He mumbled and she chuckled at his failed attempt to hide his pride.

She cupped his cheek and pulled him down for a long kiss, her fingers sliding in his wild black hair. He groaned and grabbed her arms to pull her closer to his body. She sat up and he pulled her to his lap facing him, her legs straddling him. He broke the kiss and looked at her with desire before he pulled her dress up around her thighs. His hand reached for his razor and he sliced her undergarments in one swift move, causing her to yelp.

"Sweeney!"

"Yes, my love?" he asked throatily, no sarcasm evident in his voice; only anticipation.

"That one was new." She said and he smirked.

"Was it?"

"Yes…Oh…" she sighed as his hand stroked her thigh gently while his other one was fumbling with his belt and pant buttons.

His mouth descended on her neck, sucking softly, his tongue brushing against her skin repeatedly.

"Sweeney…" she whispered and he moaned hoarsely in response. His hand disappeared between their bodies and down to his pants. Soon his was pulling her to him, his hips thrusting upwards, her name on his lips as she hugged him to her. His hands clasped her hips tightly as his mouth searched for hers again. He captured her lips with his and then leaned backwards as they moved together. His head fell on the pillow and his eyes closed as her hands had a tight grip of his shirt.

He opened his eyes and slid his hand to the back of her neck. He pulled her down for another kiss and she gasped. He groaned and he embraced her tightly, his hips grinding against hers, his breath coming out in short gasps.

"Amelia…s-stop." He choked out as he quickly rolled them over with her on her back. He pulled her legs tight around him before he started thrusting again, this time more vigorously. She placed her hands under his shirt and stroked his back. He moaned loudly and groaned enthusiastically as he kissed his neck and face.

"Bloody hell, pet." He groaned as she pecked his lips twice, his hands grabbing the sheets. She smiled and he kissed her again, pulling her closer if that possible. His body jerked violently against hers and he collapsed on top of her with a gasp, his clothes soaked in sweat.

"I have to change now…damn…" he mumbled out of breath and she chuckled.

"It's you fault…and you ruined my underwear!" she pouted.

"Yeah…I did." He said as he kissed her and moved away to change, a smirk on his lips as he disappeared in the washroom.

His plan to make it up to her was already going well. Very well if you asked him.

End of chapter 33

Author's note: Thank you for reading! Hope you liked it. Please review! :)