Everlasting Love
Chapter VI
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Darien walked through the gardens closest to the Esk River in the back of the large mansion. He admired the beauty
of the wild roses and the sound of the birds in the morning. The entire world was so alive at this time of day.
As he walked closely to a patch overgrown with shrubs and a few trees he thought he heard something. He listened more
closely. It sounded like a woman humming. Maybe one of the maids was out doing something.
He parted the trees to get a better look at the mystery woman. He recognized her immediately. Now what was she doing?
He watched from behind some bushes as the young girl stepped from behind the bushes by the river, revealing she was
wearing nothing but her chemise. Good heavens, for all intents and purposes she was practically nude! He watched as she
walked down to the bank of the river and stepped down into the water. She was going for a swim. She was definitely not
like anyone else he had ever known.
Serena stepped up on the embankment and retrieved her towel. It had been wonderful taking a bath in the river.
It gave her a sense of freedom from the restraint, with which she had to act, in the presence of her uncle. Looking
up she saw a dark figure and screamed.
"What are you doing here!"
He seemed to be examining her with a sly, mischievous grin on his handsome features. He seemed highly amused
at her state of undress. She wrapped the large towel more tightly around her, only succeeding in making the outline
of her body far more obvious. Her entire body was flushed red with embarrassment at being caught in such a
compromising situation.
"Have you no honor your Grace, walking in on a lady during her bath?"
"With regards to this particular situation, it is not my honor that is in question. Besides, are you a lady? I have no
proof of such a thing. Most ladies I know do not bathe in rivers."
Her face turned an even brighter red with indignation and further embarrassment. How dare he question her as to
whether she was a lady or not?
"Are that many ladies willing to subject themselves to the torture of your company, that you can make such a judgement
your grace? I am not most ladies, if by your definition of a lady you mean frivolous fools who would fawn over you."
"Those ladies to which you refer have good sense, not only to know which gentleman is worthy of their attentions but
they have better sense than to bathe in a river and then act surprised at being caught. You are quite correct you are not
most ladies. You are most definitely unlike any lady I have ever had the displeasure of meeting."
She restrained herself from walking up to him and punching him right in one of his perfect, beautiful blue eyes. See
what those prissy ladies would think then. With her luck they'd pity him and give him even more of their attention.
She restrained herself and said, " Your Grace, I do believe you've embarrassed me quite enough, do you suppose
you could take your leave that I may remedy my state of undress?"
Moving towards her he said, "Why correct that which nature has ordained natural?"
"Your Grace?" She was both confused and nervous. He was less than five feet away from her now. What would her
mother have said? She was naked and alone with and unbelievably handsome duke. This could be trouble.
"What are you doing your Grace?
"I am not in the habit of ignoring, beautiful, wet, naked ladies," he said still moving towards her. He was right in front
of her now.
"Now would be a good time to start," she barely whispered, staring nervously up at him. He stared down at her and
raised a finger to her chin, forcing her head backwards. He leaned his head down to meet hers and kissed her on the
lips.
Her knees weakened and she just about fell into him deepening the kiss. She wanted to pull away she really did but she just
didn't seem to have the strength.
Chapter VI
watsonma@hotmail.com
Darien walked through the gardens closest to the Esk River in the back of the large mansion. He admired the beauty
of the wild roses and the sound of the birds in the morning. The entire world was so alive at this time of day.
As he walked closely to a patch overgrown with shrubs and a few trees he thought he heard something. He listened more
closely. It sounded like a woman humming. Maybe one of the maids was out doing something.
He parted the trees to get a better look at the mystery woman. He recognized her immediately. Now what was she doing?
He watched from behind some bushes as the young girl stepped from behind the bushes by the river, revealing she was
wearing nothing but her chemise. Good heavens, for all intents and purposes she was practically nude! He watched as she
walked down to the bank of the river and stepped down into the water. She was going for a swim. She was definitely not
like anyone else he had ever known.
Serena stepped up on the embankment and retrieved her towel. It had been wonderful taking a bath in the river.
It gave her a sense of freedom from the restraint, with which she had to act, in the presence of her uncle. Looking
up she saw a dark figure and screamed.
"What are you doing here!"
He seemed to be examining her with a sly, mischievous grin on his handsome features. He seemed highly amused
at her state of undress. She wrapped the large towel more tightly around her, only succeeding in making the outline
of her body far more obvious. Her entire body was flushed red with embarrassment at being caught in such a
compromising situation.
"Have you no honor your Grace, walking in on a lady during her bath?"
"With regards to this particular situation, it is not my honor that is in question. Besides, are you a lady? I have no
proof of such a thing. Most ladies I know do not bathe in rivers."
Her face turned an even brighter red with indignation and further embarrassment. How dare he question her as to
whether she was a lady or not?
"Are that many ladies willing to subject themselves to the torture of your company, that you can make such a judgement
your grace? I am not most ladies, if by your definition of a lady you mean frivolous fools who would fawn over you."
"Those ladies to which you refer have good sense, not only to know which gentleman is worthy of their attentions but
they have better sense than to bathe in a river and then act surprised at being caught. You are quite correct you are not
most ladies. You are most definitely unlike any lady I have ever had the displeasure of meeting."
She restrained herself from walking up to him and punching him right in one of his perfect, beautiful blue eyes. See
what those prissy ladies would think then. With her luck they'd pity him and give him even more of their attention.
She restrained herself and said, " Your Grace, I do believe you've embarrassed me quite enough, do you suppose
you could take your leave that I may remedy my state of undress?"
Moving towards her he said, "Why correct that which nature has ordained natural?"
"Your Grace?" She was both confused and nervous. He was less than five feet away from her now. What would her
mother have said? She was naked and alone with and unbelievably handsome duke. This could be trouble.
"What are you doing your Grace?
"I am not in the habit of ignoring, beautiful, wet, naked ladies," he said still moving towards her. He was right in front
of her now.
"Now would be a good time to start," she barely whispered, staring nervously up at him. He stared down at her and
raised a finger to her chin, forcing her head backwards. He leaned his head down to meet hers and kissed her on the
lips.
Her knees weakened and she just about fell into him deepening the kiss. She wanted to pull away she really did but she just
didn't seem to have the strength.