Does everyone like my chapter ten? I hope so because here's chapter eleven!

Ch 11

Anita looked up at William in slight shock, never had she eve dreamed of him kissing her willingly. Her emerald orbs questioned him, and then William gave her another confident smile and turned the knob. Suddenly she fell onto the floor having leaned against the door.

" Ouch," she said her voice quivering in pain.

" What? " he laughed having tricked her yet again.

" Ouch," she repeated in an attempt to get up she collapsed on to the floor again.

" Anita?" he asked helping her up.

Her wrist was dangling strangely as if it had no bones. William helped her sit down on the bed. Ebony came in from the other room with Lillian.

" Anita, are you all right?" William asked.

She shook her head and whimpered slightly.

" Ebony go and get a doctor." He ordered.

The maid hurried off. William had Anita lay down.

" Anita, I'm-" William was at a loss for words.

He so desperately wanted to tell her how sorry he was for injuring her, but he couldn't be soft in front of her.

Say it!

' I can't it would ruin my reputation'

Come on you know you want to, she's your wife

' I can't actually let her think I care for her. I'm the butcher remember?'

While William debated with his conscience, Lillian had snuck up next to Anita. The four-year-old was slowly drifting off to sleep. Anita smiled and rubbed the back of the child softly. William had made a decision and turned to speak when he saw Lillian breathing softly in Anita's arms. He a small smile, imagining Anita with their own children.

Stupid! You don't want children remember?

" Anita, I am sorry." William replied moving to kneel next to her.

Anita gave him a confused face. He kneeled down next to her.

" I know we have our differences, but now that we've gotten to know each other this marriage seems to have hope. So I'm willing to make this marriage work, do you agree?" he asked

Anita frowned slightly and for a minute William thought she would decline, when suddenly she smiled broadly.

" Well Colonel Tavington, I must say that no matter how much I dislike you, I love your terms. I agree." She spoke.

William was about to say some thing to her, when the doctor burst in along with Cornwallis and O'Hara. William frowned at O'Hara who kept saying " Oh I knew I should have passed her the chicken, it has a lot of protein you know." Ebony wasn't interested in chicken or General O'Hara's attempts to impress her. She scooped up Lillian and carried her out of the room. Cornwallis suggested that Tavington come and have a drink with them while the doctor checked Anita.

" I'd rather stay here, My Lord," he replied.

" Very well, come O'Hara." His Lordship said

O'Hara looked around the room for Ebony but gave up finally when the Lord General snapped at him.

" O"HARA MOVE, THAT IS AN ORDER!"

O'Hara scurried out of the room at once, just as the doctor gave the diagnosis.

" I'm sorry to say she has a broken wrist." The doctor said. William sighed and Anita paled.

" How exactly did she fall any how?"

" Well-um – we-she" William stuttered.

" I tripped and landed funny," she said simply.

" Oh, well be more careful Lady Tavington, I don't wish to see you in my medical tent."

" Thank You Doctor" William said escorting the man out.

" Good night Colonel."

William closed the door and went to sit next to Anita.

" Well you certainly will have a difficult time caring for Lillian."

" I think she can go back now." Anita sighed.

" Anita, don't send her back not yet," William said

" And why not?"

" It's good reference for the future" he recalled her words.

" If we have any at all."

William smiled at his wife, " You're wonderful"

Anita sighed happily." I think this can work"

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So do you like it? Took me an hour to think of.