-Williams POV-

I watched her carefully, I was very nervous, I had waited downstairs for half an hour after I had woken up trying to gather the courage to go upstairs.

I had never been into a lady's room before I had always been told as a child it was not right for a man to enter her private chambers...but I had told myself that we were engaged now.
So I psyched myself up and made my way upstairs.

I moved quite wearily to were she patted the bed next to her. I wondered what I would do if I was like this on my wedding night If I was this nervous, even to just sit next to her on a bed. I sat carefully and she placed her hand on my forearm as I did.

'How do you feel William..?' she whispered.

I nodded 'Better.' in reply.

I watched as she carefully pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, it was free from its graceful 'up-do' how she normally wore it and was long and loose hanging down her back and over her shoulders. I gently raised my hand to her shoulder and pushed her hair back over it just as she had a moment ago.

Even in the half-light I saw her blush, but her eyes flickered closed for just a second and she sighed into my touch I noticed she stopped herself as soon a her breath caught in her throat looking away shyly hoping I hadn't heard or seen her doing so. I smiled gently and she smiled as she saw me do so, then I laughed a little which in turn made her laugh too.

Before I knew what was happening her arms were round my neck and her lips were crashing into mine. Her hands ran down my shoulders and my hands were immediately at her waist. She pushed her covers back and kneeled up so she was slightly above of me on the bed. My hands were running gently up her ribcage I could feel the warmth from her skin from the slight silk that was covering her from her nightclothes. I was looking up at her and her hands were still round my neck.

Her lips were slightly parted and my eyes were half lidded looking up at her kneeling above me. I tried to ignore the fact that my lips were within an inch of her chest, and if she moved any closer I would be at risk of pushing this encounter to unacceptable levels.

Thankfully she sat back down to one side and rested her elbow on the pillow, smiling to herself but not meeting my eyes. She seemed suddenly so interested on the lace pattern that covered the ends of her nightclothes. I gently half-laid down next to her, managing -just- to hid my physical over-reaction from her.

Feeling a little ashamed of myself. I twitched a little as the pain in my ribs suddenly shot through me again. She looked up and a worried look spread across her face and her hand reached out to cover mine, resting on my ribs. I smiled at her gently and lifted my arm for her to come closer and rest on my chest-my good side, still keeping her hand on mine. I kissed her gently on top of the head and that was the last thing I remember before I drifted off, my mind still reeling from the sudden outburst of passion from the both of us...

When I woke the next morning, I opened my eyes slowly letting them adjust to the light that was streaming into the room.

I was a little disorientated trying to remember for a second where I was. When I did I looked around for the person I knew should have been there, but I realised I was alone. I was suddenly confused as to where Julia was.
I carefully sat up, my ribs stiff again from lying down. My hand automatically went to them to stifle the pain. I heard a gentle knock at the door and it made me look up. Julia poked her head round the corner and a smile spread across her face.

'Good Morning' she said cheerily and I reciprocated it.

She walked round the door and came to the side of the bed leaning against one of the posts still looking at me.

'How are you this morning?' she asked with a hint of worry in her voice.

'I'm fine,' I said with reassurance in my voice. She smiled somewhat happier.

'Would you like some breakfast?'

-I nodded,-'Please.'

And she grinned and left for me to get washed and dressed. When I was finally presentable, I went downstairs and towards the smell of food, my stomach grumbling in response. I pushed open a small light blue door to my left and was confronted with a beautiful view. A small cosy kitchen with a large bay window containing a small breakfast table which was laid out for two.

But the most adoring part of the scene was a little to the right of me, was a small sink and washing area where my beautiful Julia was stood with her back to me, the morning glow of sun was casting a golden glow around her. She was wearing a floor length navy skirt and a white flowing shirt that was rolled up loosely to her elbows. Her hair was partially clipped up in sparkling sapphire clips that matched her skirt and the rest was long and curled resting gently just below her lower back. I smiled and let my eyes wander unabashed up and down her figure and the gentle curved of her shoulders and down to her hips...I stopped myself before I could look any more, and carefully walked a little further into the room. Julia heard me as she turned around and gave me another heart-stopping smile. She truly did look beautiful.

'Good Morning Julia' I said, still smiling.

A/N: Another little cute scene 3

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