She Walks In Beauty...
I know Valentine's Day is long gone, but here is a quick little fluffy VDay Connie/Sam fic x
Chapter 4: She Walks In Beauty
After driving home, she found that Sam had sent the nanny home, bathed Grace and put her to bed.
She went into the bathroom, and found him there, waiting for her.
'You found me then?'
She kissed him passionately.
'Yes I did.'
'Before anything happens, I have something to say.'
'She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent'
Connie welled up.
How did he know that She Walks In Beauty was her favourite poem.
She grabbed him and pulled him into the shower.
Clothes were quickly shed, and the year or two they had spent apart from each other drove them to mind blowing passion.