It's your day…
She was walking the entire landing from her room to his. Feeling giddy from risking her own reputation for him. It was exhilarating to be bold for once. She didn't give a damn even if Charles showed up now and demanded answers. At long last she reached his bedroom door and his valet with a look at her opened the door without hesitation.
She felt a grin forming on her face. Knowing he apprised his valet of her. As if he was waiting for her. Oh! What if he was really waiting? Then all her plan was for naught
The room was dark. When her eyes adjusted to the darkness, her eyes instantly sought out his bed in the darkness. Watching his masculine frame always excited her, but tonight was different. He was in bed. Sleeping literally with nothing. The room was so hot or she was the one who was hot.
She couldn't wait any longer so approached the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. Slowly, lightly and delicately, almost like a feather she caressed his chest, touching him as if drawing on him, trailing her fingers along his jaw, his strong jaw, and then his lips. He should be so tired from the day or he wasn't a light sleeper.
"Caro!" He whispered, hoarse from sleep and finally awake. "What are you doing here?" He asked, even though he was helping her sit beside her.
She was silent, thinking maybe she was wrong about coming here, acting so boldly, so wanton. Dread filled her stomach. What if it was all a test of how she would act; a lady or a –
Her train of thoughts broke when she felt his hands cupping her face. "Caro?"
"I… I… I'm sorry. I shouldn't come here without–"
He hushed her nervous stuttering, helped her sit on his lap and hugged her tightly. Her voice was muffled by his holding her so tight so he freed his hold a little. "Forgive me dearest. I couldn't hear you. Would you repeat?"
Her confidence came back hearing the endearment. Putting her hands on his cheeks, she said, "I wanted to be the first to say happy birthday and give your present. Happy birthday Fitzwilliam."
"You're so sweet for doing this." He feigned to look for a present behind her. "And where is my present?"
"Your birthday present it's me."
Oh! If she could disappear. Feeling embarrassed by his watching her intensely.
"Are you sure?"
Sure? With all her distress and the risk she still was sure.
"I thought of your words the other day. It's your day so here I am. For you." She leaned into him and kissed him on the lips.
Hallo!
It's my birthday so here's a birthday theme for Daroline!
Happy birthday to everyone who was born on 17th May!
Have a good good day, old sports!