The couple enjoyed a leisurely stroll then rested under their tree.
"We ought to head back, Fitzwilliam."
Darcy sighed, reluctant to release her.
"Papa might worry…"
"Very well… on one condition."
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow and waited.
"I think you know what I want."
"I have no idea."
"A kiss," he whispered.
She kissed his hand and asked, "Shall we go?"
"Not yet."
She kissed his cheek and asked again.
"You like teasing me…"
"Would you show me what you mean then?"
"Gladly."
Moments later, they slowly parted, still breathless.
"Another one for tomorrow please."
"As you asked so nicely…"
