Ok, before an start, I want to leave a very long authors note. I would really appreciate if you read this.
After reading a comment, I realized that I had left the wrong impression. Lizzie and Darcy are very much I love. They just choose not to sleep with each other. I honestly think that there is no problem with that. I did not mean to infer that they didn't believe in physical contact. In my eyes, they are extreme cuddlers, but this was the impression given off.
Lizzie is also not incredibly immature, she just really loves her ice cream.
Lastly, I want to make it clear that Darcy and Lizzie do not lack passion. They have had "hot kisses" as the guest reviewer so eloquently put it. They just don't sleep together. Simple as that.
Oh, and one more thing. This guest reviewer also said that Darcy seemed more like Lizzie's father. His girlfriend, which he is (hint hint) intending to marry, has a broken leg. I see no problem with him being protective.
And one (or two) more things. I can take constructive criticism, in fact I appreciate it, but I do not appreciate reviews that tell me what I wrote was unbelievable or stupid. I am a bad writer: That's why it's not my career. To be honest, if this guest reviewer would have left a name, I admit, I would have sent a pretty nasty PM that I would have regretted later.
That's all, so sit back and enjoy Dizzie's first time cooking together. Although, if your like most people, my writing won't exactly be relaxing.
And if your not a fan of this Mr. Darcy Superprotective, you probably won't like this chapter either.
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"Hey." I said to Lizzie as I opened the door to my apartment.
"Hey." She responded with a smile. I opened the door all the way and motioned her in. She slipped her shoes of quickly and followed me into the kitchen.
In order to prepare a good and diverse food palate for us to eat during our vacation week at my grandparents, we had decided to get together and find some stuff to cook. In the previous years we had dined out, eaten cereal with milk, or a frozen meal. The housekeeper cooked for us a couple of times too. We were ready for a change.
I pulled out all the vegetables that I he picked up at the grocery store, all ready to be thrown into a stir fry with some lo mein and sauce. Lizzie surveyed the piles of food before biting her lip nervously.
"Ok. Can you cut the carrots?" I asked. Elizabeth nodded and moved over to the cutting board where I had placed the carrots with a serrated knife. I turned back to my job of slowly thawing the sauce, but turned when I heard a noise.
Elizabeth back was still facing me, although the knife lay on the cutting board. I could hear a vicious sucking. Had she cut herself? I made her turn around by poking her until she was facing me. She quickly dropped her hand, but I could easily see that she was apply pressure with the finger next to her pointer. I raised my eyebrows. She sighs and plops her hand into my open and demanding one.
"Lizzie." I asked, looking at her. She withdrew her hand and sighed immaturely.
"I don't know how to cook. Ok? I can do a frozen stir fry, I can throw things in the oven, and I can bake like nobody's buisiness. But I can't cook. I'm sorry Will." Lizzie looked sadly at me before stepping away. It took me too long to notice that she was headed for the door.
"Wait. Lizzie!" I raced forward to the grab her bare arm. She stopped and pivoted on her foot to face me. The sad look still lingered on her face.
"I just learned how to cook too. I had Lee (Bingley) show me the basics. I was embarrassed to not know how." I pressed my lips together briefly before releasing them.
"At least we can be honest with each other." She told me.
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I'm Lizzie Bennet, and as you probably know, I'm not incredibly sentimental. But I do love my boyfriend.
So their, right in the middle of his apartment, I kissed him. Really hard. And he kissed back. Definitely not deniable. Is as thoroughly enjoying the moment when, with my luck of course, it was ruined.
"Will?" We immediately broke the kiss to find that Georgiana Darcy was standing in the middle of the kitchen with a shocked look in her face. Will blushed a furious shade of red before opening his mouth and trying to say something in vain. I had had rendered him speechless. Mission accomplished!
"I'm Elizabeth. I have heard so much about Gia." I told her giving her a firm handshake. She smiled back tentatively.
"Are you the Elizabeth that Caroline hates?" She asked quietly.
"I am sure that I am." I replied with a slight smile, although a little nervous that she already knew who I was. Which meant that Caroline had probably already hand fed her lies and half truths.
"Good. Then I finally get the meet the only person my brother has ever liked." Gia told me. Her smile widened and I smiled back. This might not be as embarrassing as I thought it would be.
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There, in my kitchen, as Elizabeth smoothed things over with Gia and made her relax, I knew it.
I absolutely positively loved Elizabeth Bennet.
I stood there without talking for awhile, obviously looking stupid. I wiggled my way back into the conversation, carefully learning that Elizabeth and Gia had already made plans for movie night.
Yes, my girlfriend chose my sister over me.
It didn't burn at all.
No sarcasm.
Elizabeth was serious about us. She proved that by trying to establish a relationship with my sister. I was too. But I had four years of med school ahead of me, and three years of residency. And finding myself a job. Not that it would be hard, but being established? And what about her job? I knew that she already and a job with the language software company, but I didn't know if they would allow her to move around. I didn't want to tie her down.
I loved Elizabeth Bennet, that was for sure.
Things would woke themselves out.
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So what did you think? Anyone who reviews will get a sneak peek at the next chapter.
I am also thinking of turning this into a story, what do y'all say? Please let me know in the reviews!