Chapter 4

Elijah and Emmalyn spend a night together after their hurried romance during the ball.

When the ball was over and the guests departed, Elijah too Emmalyn's hand and led her up to their rooms and their still sleeping son. He showed her how to work the "indoor plumbing" of the bathroom as he helped little Henry change for bed. He tucked his son into the little trundle bed, his mother had brought up for them earlier. His son clung to him and Elijah doted on him, until he fell asleep. Then Elijah changed for bed himself. Only to turn around when Emmalyn hugged herself to his back.

"Are you well, Emma?" He asked, as he held her close to him. She was clad in a short, silk nightdress that clung to her figure. Her dark hair was damp, from the water in the bath.

"I am now, Elijah..." She ran her finger down his bare chest, flirtatiously.

Elijah needed no other encouragement and promptly took his wife to bed, silently, so as not to wake their son, but passionately enough. Man and wife were one once more.