By Monday morning, Darcy had a plan and was so exhilarated that when Bingley came in to the office, he was practically bouncing off the wall with enthusiasm.

"Darcy, what is with you today?"

"Can't a guy be happy without everyone thinking that something is up?"

"Are you going to answer my question or are you going to keep avoiding it?"

Will laughed and answered, "I'm in love."

"Not with the Bennet girl." Bingley sighed, "She's still in school and you can't be serious about this relationship."

"I am serious about her and I'm taking her to the Christmas party."

The shock was evident as Charles said, "You haven't ever taken any woman to one of our parties." He said with exasperation, "You know the grapevine at the winery; if you take her as your date you might as well announce that you're going to marry her."

"I am going to marry her." Will informed Bingley of his plans, "I am going to ask her at the party."

"Will, you've got to reconsider this plan; it's just plain crazy because she's still in high school."

"I'm not trying to rush her into this; we'll get married after she graduates in June." He smiled wryly, "Of course it's going to difficult to wait, I want her so badly but she's an innocent and I can't bring myself persuade her into an intimate relationship before we're married. There is going to be a lot of cold showers between now and then." He laughed sardonically.

"You've got this all planned out, don't you." Bingley looked him directly in the eye and asked, "Are you sure that she will say yes?"

"She will say yes because she loves me too, she just doesn't know it yet. I'm going to romance her until she has no other choice but to say 'yes'."

"Well then I guess the only thing left to say is 'Go for it'."

"Charles, why didn't you tell you were dating Jane Bennet?"

Bingley couldn't contain his grin, "She's an angel."

"I guess we both have a thing for one of the Bennet sisters."

Bingley nodded in response before he indicated the stack of paperwork that was waiting for them.

Later that afternoon, when Lizzie brought Georgie home from school, Will met them at the front door.

"How was your day, Munchkin?" Darcy ruffled his sister's hair.

"Great. I got an A on my Algebra test."

Will looked at Lizzie, "If you mess up my hair, I will hit you." She told him with a smile.

"What if I did this instead?" He kissed her while his hand found the curve of her backside and pulled her until she was positioned tightly against him.

"I'll wait for you upstairs." Georgie said but wasn't sure either one of them heard her.

"You feel so good and I've missed you." He said and ran his hands up her back.

"I'd better go upstairs; I did come over to hang out with Georgie." She teased, "You've got a way of commandeering my attention."

"I'd rather you hung out with me." He growled with urgent desire, "We could still go upstairs, I know just the place." All his thoughts of not rushing her were forgotten in the moment and the huskiness in his voice was impatient.

"I've got to go." She pushed against his chest until her relinquished her.

"I'll let you go for now but come to my study before you leave." Will was insistent.

"I'll see you in a little while." She dashed up the stairs.

Darcy was at a loose end until Elizabeth came back so he tried to concentrate on some work. It was useless and he had to stop himself from going up and dragging her to his bedroom. You'd think I was some hormonal teenage, how in the world am I going to wait another seven or eight months until we're married. He hadn't acted like this in a very long time not since after the Christmas party two years ago.

Elizabeth joined him in the study before she left to go home. "Did you get all of your homework done?"

"Yeah, it's much quieter here so that I can get things done much quicker. I also had time to hang out with Georgie."

"You know you're welcome here anytime. I love having you here."

"Thank you." Lizzie looked at him with a question in her eyes, "Is that why you wanted to see me, to talk to me about my homework?"

He crossed the room, picked her up and kissed her passionately, "No." He walked over to the sofa and gently placed her down and lowered himself on top of her. His hand slid under her sweater to the warm skin underneath as he pushed it up and placed kisses along her stomach while his hands moved across her body. He moved to her lips and kissed her with a passion that melted her to him.

Her hands pulled his shirt from his trousers and began to move seductively across his over-heated skin. Her tentative caresses inflamed his senses and he moved against her.

With a groan of longing he pulled her sweater over her head and tossed it aside. He sighed with pleasure at the sight of her and he placed kisses down her neck to her breasts. He kissed her exposed skin and nudged aside the lacy fabric so that he could feel the fullness of her under his fingers. He felt her nipple ripen under his hand as he ran his thumb over the sensitive area. He heard her gasp and moved his mouth to trace the same path.

Elizabeth struggled to a sitting position as Will fought to regain his self-control; he raised himself and settled into the couch next to her.

"You are fantastic," His voice was still ragged from desire, "I've never wanted anyone so much in my life."

"I have to go now." She said nervously while she found her sweater and pulled it over her head. "I have to go."

She ran from the room and he barely caught her before she reached her car. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"I don't know if that's such a good idea."

"Please don't shut me out." His frown increased as he spoke from his heart, "I promise to do a better job keeping my feelings under control."

"If I don't agree to see you again, will you call my parents?" Her eyes searched his for an answer somewhere in the depth.

"No, I won't." There was pain etched on his face, "But I beg you not to give up on us, what we have is really special."

"Well at least you learned that lesson." She smiled and his heart soared, "I'll see you when I bring Georgie home tomorrow." She looked at him sternly, "But there will no repeat performance of what happened today."

"I'll do whatever you want."

He walked back into the house. Damn Darcy, you just scared the hell out of her. You know she's innocent but your passion was inflamed when she responded so sweetly and you couldn't help yourself, you just wanted her so badly. You're just lucky she didn't decide to walk out of your life forever.

Lizzie drove out of the Darcy's driveway and then stopped to collect her thoughts. How could you have let him touch you like that, it doesn't make sense, you don't even like him, do you? But it feels so good when he kisses and touches you. You are so weak; you just couldn't stand to see the pain in his face and caved.

The rest of the week slipped by quickly and on Saturday evening Will took her to one of his favorite restaurants for dinner and just as they had finished an enjoyable meal he heard a familiar voice call to him.

"Will, Will Darcy is that you?" Oh no, not her, not now.

"Caroline, how are you doing?"

"Great, but why haven't you been around lately?" She must have seen him glance at Elizabeth and she asked in a mocking voice, "Who is this sweet young thing?"

"Elizabeth Bennet," Lizzie answered and returned her greeting just as insincerely, "How nice to meet you."

"Elizabeth." She gave a hard look to Darcy, "I'm Caroline Bingley, my goodness, Will, she's nothing but a child." She openly appraised Elizabeth with a sour expression and looked at Elizabeth as if she were a piece of dog feces on the bottom of her shoe. "I don't know what you could possibly see in her, there's nothing to recommend her and she's not even pretty."

"Caroline…" Will started before he was interrupted.

"I'm his lover, you know." She looked down her nose at Lizzie, "Once he's gotten what he wants from you, which could only be one thing, he'll come crawling back to me like he always does."

"Mr. Darcy," Elizabeth's voice was a frigid blast of anger, "Its looks like you've lost one of your blonde bimbos."

"How dare you talk to me like that?" Caroline sputtered.

"I'm just returning to you part of the shit you just threw at me." Lizzie's eye were blazing with fire as she stood up from her chair, "Another thing, if he wants you, you're more than welcome to him."

Lizzie threw her napkin down on the table, stormed out of the restaurant and disappeared before she could hear the round of applause that erupted throughout the room.

Will gave Caroline a venomous stare, "You've just insulted my girlfriend and I have nothing more to say to you ever and just for the record, I don't want you."

He caught Elizabeth in the parking lot, "I'm so sorry, she had no right to talk to you like that."

"I don't care what you say I'm not apologizing to her."

"I didn't ask you to apologize; Caroline deserved everything you said to her." He said as he drew her toward him to hold and comfort her.

"But I embarrassed you, aren't you mad at me?"

"You could never embarrass me." He said as he held her tighter, "Didn't you hear the applause as you left. Everyone in that room was on your side. Caroline's been making enemies for years." He tried to explain, "She's Charles' sister, otherwise I wouldn't have put up with her a long as I have."

"She's related to Charles, how is that possible, he's so nice and she's such a…"

"Bitch." He filled in for, "What a strange thing genetics is sometimes. Let's go home."

He let her in the car and climbed in beside her.

"She's said that she's your lover."

"She was a long time ago; she was one of many who didn't mean anything to me." Will wanted to be honest with her, "You know all about the women that I've had but that's all past tense. The only person I want is you." He almost said he loved her but he was sure that he would just scare her again. He had heard the pain and jealousy in her voice and he regretted his past but all he wanted in the future was her. Soon it would be time to tell her everything, why he had made the choices he had. Two years ago everything had been different and he had been desperate.

Why the hell couldn't he forget about that 16 year old Bennet girl? He was Will Darcy and he could have any woman he wanted. Problem was that he didn't want any of them. He wanted her, Elizabeth Bennet.

He had desperately tried to convince himself that there was nothing special about her. His heart would remind him about her wit, intelligence and even her humility. She was beautiful, loving and completely sexy.

Every time he would catch sight of her in the street, his heart would leap into his chest. He wanted to talk to her, laugh with her and make her love him.

He would drive by the school just on the slight chance that he could see her. He had found out where she lived and like a teenage boy would drive by her house just knowing that she was inside. He called her house just to hear her voice and it was torturing him.

It had been six months since he had met her and he couldn't get her out of his heart, his head and all he could think of was making love to her.

A shrill voice cut through his thoughts, "Will Darcy, I haven't seen you in a long time."

"Caroline." It was Charles Bingley's sister.

She had been chasing Will for years but he knew all she really wanted was the Darcy fortune. It wasn't that she wasn't attractive because she was blonde and beautiful but she was also icy, cold and calculating. On second thought maybe that was exactly what he needed, a beautiful willing woman that he didn't give a damn about.

He had found comfort in her arms that night but not without imagining that she was Elizabeth. He had even called out for Elizabeth at the height of his pleasure.

That was how his penchant for 'blonde haired bimbos' had started. None of them lasted more than one night and it was never anyone who could possibly remind him of Elizabeth.

The women had never felt anything for him and he never felt for any of them. At least for then, he had stopped obsessing about Elizabeth Bennet and it was ironic that now he couldn't image anything but spending the rest of his life with her.

He drove Elizabeth home and said goodnight to her on the porch. Once he gotten home, he climbed into bed and once again that night he dreamed of Elizabeth in his bed and he was happy.