Chapter 14: This is our fate; I am yours.

I took him five seconds to realize what just happened, if he dreamt this or if it was reality. But, it was not a fantasy, Elizabeth was indeed in front of him, kissing him back. He could still feel the warmness of her lips on his. How her eyes sparkled and how perfectly their tongues moved. It was heaven. But as he blinked his eyes sometimes, to recover himself, he saw her moving away. And in an instant, she was gone. All he had to do was to catch her. His legs were trembling and his heart was beating so fast, he felt that he was about to die. "Elizabeth!" he yelled.

But, she did not stop. On the contrary, she kept moving steadily. But, as she was about to open her chamber's door, he grabbed her by her hand, preventing from moving. Darcy gently turned her, so she could face him. As their eyes met, they both felt a sparkle between them and instantly they remembered the kiss they shared a moment ago. "Do I have any chance of succeding?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"My dearest Elizabeth" said he " for dearest you will always be, whatever the event of this hour's conversation, my dearest, most beloved Elizabeth, tell me once. Say no, if it is to be said" but she could hardly breathe, let alone speak "You are silent, absolutely silent." Elizabeth was almost ready to sink under the agination of this moment. The dread of being awakened from the happiest dream, was perhaps the most permiment feeling. "I cannot make speeches and whenever I try to do, it seems that I offend you." He continued with a tone of a such sincere, tenderness as was tolerably convincion. "If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. But I do, Elizabeth, with all my heart and soul"

"But, I thought that you only see me as your sister."

"No, it is far from that."He said with a breath

"What about Miss Brown?" she asked, before he had the chance to continue his speech.

"Penelope? What about her?"

"Don't you love her?"

"Of course not." He paused and took her hand in his "You are the one, who captured my heart. It is you, who must be loved."

"I can hardly believe it."

His voice was trembling. "But you must. It is you, who I desire to be my wife. Please" he said with a breath "I beg you to end my agony and consend to be my wife"

"Yes" she smiply said, so simply that Darcy did not know what to think.

"Do you love me, then?" He asked and kissed her hand. She nodded. "Truly?" She nodded again. "You should know that you just made me the happiest of men."

Elizabeth laughed and said "I thought that I made you so, the moment you compromised me with your kiss."

Darcy smiled "You are not entirely wrong, my dear." he paused. "May I kiss you again?"

She nodded. He put his hands on one side of her face, and the room fell away. He had never gotten so lost in a kiss before. And then, the space between them exploded. He tasted her and realized how much he had been starving. He had been loved before, but it didn't feel like this. He was kissed before, but it didn't burn him alive. Maybe it lasted a minute, and maybe it was an hour. All he knew was how perfect was that kiss, and how soft her skin was when it brushed against his, and that even if he did not know it until then, he had been waiting for this person forever. There was no wonder to him that their kiss, for when mouth came to mouth, in all its stillness, breath joins breath, and taste joins taste, warmth was enwarmed, and tongues communed in a soundless language, and those things were said that cannot find a shape, have a name, or know a life in the pitiful faults of speech.

When they parted, they kept staring at each other. It felt like eternity, like they were all alone in the world and nothing else mattered anymore. "Do you have any idea how many hours I have been agonizing on how could I ever make you mine?"

"But, I am yours." She smiled a little. "I love you"

His heart stop. Such deadly words spoken from such a tempting mouth. All he ever wanted was to hear his name out of her lips and confess her love to him. It was better than dreams, because you see he had dreamt this moments for months, how it would sound to hear these things. But, those feelings he felt right now, certainly were not evem close to his dreams. "I am sorry that your first kiss was so cruel."

Elizabeth touched his hand and with a smile on her face, she said "It was not." She paused "It does not matter really; since it was from you."

Darcy laughed "I cannot imagine my life without you" he said and kissed her palm.

"Why the frown?"

"I am afraid." he admitted. "I am afraid that you are already aware the power you have on me and you would use it against me."

Elizabeth just smiled, for his words were not entirely wrong. In fact, she desired something right now and she was willing to get it. "Now, you mention it, I was about to request something. I would like you to kiss me again, but If believe that my requests would be disagreeable from now on, I think Mr. Darcy it is better for me to retire"

He laughed and Elizabeth froze. She never realized until now how handsome he looked, when he smiled. It was not Darcy, she knew, he was someone else. He was her fiance. "My dear, you are really obsessed with my kisses."

Elizabeth took a serious expression, as though she was mad. "If you start denying me things from now, what will you do once we get married?"

He laughed again for her teasing words "You are well aware that I will always adore you, are you not?" But she did not speak, she just blinked. His heart beat faster and faster as her white face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed her, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed like a flower and the incarnation was complete. "Say it again"

"I love you, Mr. Darcy"

"Mr. Darcy -you always call me Mr. Darcy and, from habit, it has not so very formal a sound. And yet it is formal. I want you to call me something else, but I do not know what."

"I remember once calling you cousin, but I believe that would not be appropriate, don't you think?" she teased.

"Can you not call me by my christian name?"

"Impossible -I never can call you any thing but Mr. Darcy at the presence, but I will promise that I will use all my elegant tenderness every time I will adress you." But Elizabeth, seeing his displeasure, she continued "I will " she added laughing, blushing "call you by your christian name at the future. I do not say when, because I want to surprise you"

He kissed her hand again "You always surprise me, Elizabeth"

She blushed. "I intend to keep doing so, for I do not want you to be bored of me soon."

"Ohh no" he protested "My life with you would never be boring."

As he was about to enter the dinning room for breakfast, the next day, he took a deep breath to restrict himself for falling under her spell again. He could hardly sleep last night, for she was with him, like a vision, the whole time. He imagined her presence next to him, and he blushed as he thought again the wild things he wanted to do with her. Darcy had never felt more vulnerable and humiliated in his entire being. How could he permit himself to be thus weak because of a woman? Indeed, he knew that as soon as he would enter this room and his look would fell on hers, he would be lost. But, it was a sweet torture that he did not want to let it slip away. As doomned as he was, he decided to step in. She was seated in her usual sit, next to Georgiana. Their eyes locked and she smiled brightly. He could not help drinking in the sight of her in the white gown that he gave her last night. She looked like a godness, utterly beautiful with eyes shining with shy adoration at him. Darcy, who could barely breathe anymore, he sat down and said a simply "Good morning". He had just seen her for a minute, and she had magically drown him in her web. He took some deep breaths, just to calm himself, for she had a great impact on his person, so great that he simply needed to put his hand under her gown and... But, thank God that Georgiana decided to speak, for it would be embaracing for the others to realize his wicked thoughts.

"Doesn't she look beautiful, Fitzwilliam?"

Darcy immediately looked at her, only to see her adorable blush. How tempting she was to him, she surely did not know. "Indeed, you are bewitching."

"Thank you, sir" she smiled

"I thought that it would be a great opportunity to go for a picnic in the lake since the weather is so agreeable. I hope that you do not mind." Georgiana spoke again.

"Are you not going to invite me? How unthoughtful of you, Georgiana" he teased.

"But, I thought that you were busy." She paused and smiled "Does it mean that you will come?" He nodded. Georgiana immediately stood up and without saying anything further, she exited the room, but before she did she yelled to Elizabeth "Come!"

Her back stiffened. She looked at him apologetically. He simply pulled a face, making her laugh. But lord, how beautiful she was when she did, or when she smiled or even breathe. So beautiful that sometimes it hurt. He wanted to talk to her, he had so much to tell her, but he was well aware that now was not the time. As she put her hand on the table, just to gain her strength to stand up, Darcy took it in his and kissed. She blushed again, but held his gaze. Within a minute, she was gone.

An hour later or so, when the party was seated comfortably on the ground, near the lake, enjoying their lunch, Darcy finally decided to speak. Since the time they arrived, he had not even said a word, not that he did not want to speak or that he did not have something to say, but his mind was engaged. He was thinking of how he should announce the news to his sister, but seeing her in a cheerful mood, he took the courage to say it now.

"Georgiana" he said and all the eyes were on him "there is something I want to tell you" Elizabeth's eyes widen, for she immediately realized what he was about to say. "In, fact me and Elizabeth have something to say to you." Georgiana turned to look at her, just to see her looking on her lap, embarrassed. "I got engaged."

Georgiana sighed and after a second, she managed to say "With whom?"

"I asked Elizabeth to be my wife and she consented to the task." he said and took her hand in his. Elizabeth looked up and smiled to him brightly.

"What about Penelope?" his sister asked, but as the words came out, she immediately regretted them. She did not want to put anyone in a difficult position, but things were so confusing. As she heard Georgiana's words, Elizabeth took away her hand from Darcy's, but with a quick movement, he claimed it back.

"What gave you the impression of holding any regard towards her?" he asked seriously.

"You did not gave any impression about Elizabeth either." she almost protested.

Elizabeth sighed; she never believed that Georgiana would be not consent with their attachment, but obviously she was wrong. Elizabeth looked down again and with effort she took her hand away, within a second she stood up and said "I think it is wise to leave you alone."

"No" the young lady almost yelled. "I am sorry.. it is just that I never expected this to happen. Please, Elizabeth forgive me"

She sat down again and offered her a weak smile. "Are you not pleased?"

"Of course I am" Georgiana said and hugged her immediately. "I could not imagine a better or a kinder sister." They both laughed and tighten the hug. When they parted, the young lady asked "When is the wedding?"

Darcy turned to look at Elizabeth, for she was supposed to manage these things. He took some deep breaths, wishing that their courtship would not last long. He wanted her so badly that he could hardly wait any longer. He hoped for the moment when they would be married and that he would be able to kiss her without having to stop. "Within the month perhaps?"

Elizabeth looked at him and then Georgiana. They exchanged looks and immediately laughed. When they both calmed down, Georgiana said "You certainly are not aware of the wedding procedure, Fitzwilliam. If you want a grand wedding, the preparations surely will not be ready within the month"

"But I do not want a grand marriage, few people would do" he protested. He could not wait more than a month to make Elizabeth his. She was a seductress, yes that what she was. Maybe not consceunsly, but that was what she looked like to him.

"Are you sure?" Elizabeth asked him and smiled. He nodded. "Within the month, then"

Darcy smiled; for he had chose the best wife indeed. The most obedient wife and desirable one.

"When are you going to announce it?" Georgiana asked.

"At the Christmas ball." he replied seriously.

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