Wow Chapter 10... The plan is to post on Wednesdays and Saturdays. Your comments keep me going, so please review!

I really like how this chapter turned out.

Warning: More smut Ahead.

Chapter 10: Honeymoon

Elsie woke sometime during the night, she surmised it was early morning. Her bladder was complaining and she needed to make her way to the bathroom soon. The problem, Charles was cuddled against her back and held her very securely in his arms.

How was she going to get out without waking him? He seemed so peaceful, deep in sleep, and lightly snoring. At least he was not a loud snorer. She already knew this from sharing a wall with him these last months. She found it endearing and a comfort.

She gently lifted his arm and started wiggling to get out. She created enough space to escape and moved to the edge of the bed. Once her feet hit the floor she looked back to see if she was successful. Charles moved slightly more into the warmth she left behind and turned onto his stomach, but did not wake. Pleased, she made her way to relieve herself.

In the bathroom Elsie had time to take stock of her body. She felt sore. Knowing she used muscles not used before she was not surprised. She also noted this was the first time in her entire life where she walked to the bathroom totally naked. A weird but profound thought. She liked the freedom.

Leaving the bathroom Elsie tiptoed her way back to the bed. "Are you okay?" she heard Charles whisper into the room.

Elsie climbed back onto the bed and moved to join him once more. "I'm sorry I woke you." Elsie said as she moved back into his embrace. He automatically lifted his arms for her. Her back to his stomach, she felt secure once more.

"I woke while you were in the washroom" he curled his arms around her more.

"Oh, did you miss my presents?" Elsie teased.

Charles nodded and started kissing behind her ear. "Must have," he said between kisses.

Elsie signed with pleasure, but turned to face him, eager to have his lips on hers. She kissed him gently.

Charles hummed in her mouth and moved his hand to massage her hip. He then moved his hand down to her lower back and then between her shoulders. Squeezing her to him, he proceeded to glide his hand down and back up her back. The feel of her soft skin intoxicating.

Elsie curved her own arms around his back, exploring his body. She ran her hands over the muscles of his back and to his shoulders. His skin smooth and muscles hard. She loved the feel of him. Her strong man.

She could feel his excitement growing against her legs. Knowing he was eager to make love to her again. She was feeling warm and loved. Excitement was starting to build within her core. She wanted to show him. She placed her leg over him and ground her core against his leg. The much needed pressure to her core was delightful.

Both content with exploring each other's body they remained this way for sometime. Enjoying the freedom to love one another. Their movements elicited moans and groans from the lovers. Soon they joined once more and found their rhythm. They moved together as one. Charles felt that overwhelming feeling again and reached his climax before too long. He groaned against her collar bone and relaxed against her body.

After they both recovered their breathing, Charles rolled off her. He stared at the ceiling for a moment and contemplated how wonderful it was to be married and finally know the secret life of a married couple.

Elsie was also marveling at what a change her life had taken. She never thought she would be a married woman. Let alone enjoy it so much. She contemplated marrying Joe Burns, but realized she would never have been as happy with him as she was with Charles.

Charles suddenly spoke from next to her "You did not reach your woman's completion".

Elsie laughed because of his absurd wording. "It's okay Charles, I still very much enjoyed it." She moved to cuddle him and kissed the corner of his mouth. "And can we call it climax or something else besides woman's completion? It's the same as what you experience."

"Well not exactly the same" Charles replied.

"No, not exactly the same. I imagine if we continue to practice and learn from one another that finding the climax for both of us will become easier." Elsie stretched alongside his body.

"Yes, I believe so, my intelligent wife." He complimented and turned to face her. He stroked her face, looking at her in wonder. The soft lighting of their room complemented her well. She looked soft and happy. He kissed her forehead "Perhaps we should get a few hours more of sleep, my dear."

She nodded her head and burrowed into his chest. She released a big sign of contentment and closed her eyes.

She soon found sleep again. Charles stroked her hair and listened to her even breaths. He too was lured to sleep soon after.

Charles woke first, the morning light cascaded about the room. He looked at his petite wife. She was on her side facing him. The light from the window shone onto her back making it look like she was glowing from the angle he looked upon her. She looked angelic. He was proud to call her wife and so entirely thankful. He loved the feeling of waking with her by his side.

She must have felt him shifting about, because she soon opened her eyes. Blinking a few times to adjust to the light and fight back the last reminisce of sleep. She looked about the space. Somewhat confused about waking in an unknown room. She finally spotted Charles' gaze and everything came flooding back to the forefront of her mind. She smiled up at him in remembrance.

Charles smiled back at her "Good Morning, my love" he said stroking her arm.

"Good morning," she replied, stretching her body along the bed. Her arms stretched above her head, she felt the sheets move to below her breast. She felt Charles' eyes move upon her body. Then stare directly at her chest. She could tell he appreciated the view from the spark in his eyes. She didn't mind in the least. Satisfied to find her husband so attracted to her.

Elsie moved to the edge of the bed and hopped down. She gave a surprised gasp at the sourness she felt throughout her thighs and core. More so than the last time she awoke.

"Are you okay?" he said with alarm upon hearing her sound of distress. His eyes had followed the movement of her body. Her naked form not enough to distract him from her gasp.

"Yes, I think so, just surprised at how sore I am. Feels like when you ride a horse after years of abstaining." She chuckled after a minute of gathering herself. "I guess not so surprising after the night we just had."

Charles was still giving her a concerned look. "I'll be alright Charles" she said, taking a step to make her way to the washroom. She bucked up in order to suppress her reaction to every painful step she took. She didn't want Charles to feel bad.

Charles made it to the edge of the bed on his side and stood. He noticed the soreness of his own body. Once she was finished she entered their room in a bathrobe. Relieved she was done Charles breezed past her for his turn in the privy.

Elsie meandered around their room, thinking about what they were to do for the day. She took in the many flower arrangements surrounding her. They were so beautiful in the morning light. It was marvelous being surrounded by so many flowers.

After a few moments of just taking everything in, she thought breakfast would be first in order.

"Charles, should we order breakfast to the room?" she shouted through the door. He walked out just as she finished stating her question.

"That sounds nice, I'll go down with our order. Do you need anything else while I'm down there?"

Elsie blushed, embarrassed to admit her pain. "Could you ask for a Beechams Powder?"

Charles raised his brow in concern, but nodded his head in understanding.

"What would you like to eat, my wife?" He loved her just woken look. Some hair was sticking up and the shoulder of her bathrobe had fallen down to her arm, exposing one shoulder and part of her collar bone. She looked magnificent. He was in awe that he could see her in this way.

Elsie rewarded his understanding with a smile. She appreciated his change of subject though. "I could eat an entire English Breakfast!" Her mouth salivating at the thought. Her stomach growled in that instant.

Charles laughed, from her statement and the following sound from her stomach.

"That sounds like a brilliant idea, two English breakfasts coming up." He moved to his suitcase to dress. Feeling his wife's eyes upon him as he dressed. Everything was so new. He supposed she wanted to take everything in. All these new insights and experiences. He knew this because he felt the same.

Stuffed from their meal, both pushed their plates aside. Elsie started to feel the effects of her powder, impressed that Charles was able to secure one. She assumed that would have been a challenging ask for him to make to the attendant at the front. They would know the reason why a new husband would be asking. Very brave of him indeed.

Elsie stretched after getting up from their little table and made her way to the wardrobe where her clothing was hung. She gazed at her wedding clothes, something she hung up that morning after finding then scattered on the carpet. She started her search for a different outfit. She was sifting through her clothing when she felt him move his arms around her. He swayed with her and whispered "What would you like to do today?" He kissed her jaw and made light kisses all over her cheek to the corner of her lips.

"I don't know Charles, I think most couples stay hidden away for days and you know." She shrugged her shoulders.

"But" he prompted. Moving his hands along her sides.

"I'm a little too sore right now." She admitted. Turning to him and meeting his eyes. His charming brown eyes. Full of love and understanding. God she was lucky.

"My wife, my beautiful wife." he breathed in her ear. She knew his meaning from his tone. He would not do anything to cause her further pain.

"Are you too sore to walk about the town?" He questioned.

"I think a walk will do us both good. We will start out slow then." She patted his shoulders and gave him a quick kiss.

"Now let me get dressed and we can go." Charles released her, but not before giving her a deeper kiss. Elsie beamed, but turned to select a blouse and skirt.

They walked for a while and spotted a small market area. They perused the different stalls. Some had goods and wares, others fruits and vegetables. They found one selling baked goods and bread. Charles spotted sticky buns and purchased a few. The area was quite colorful and busy.

They split up after a while. Elsie spotted an elderly woman selling jewelry. Simple pieces, but they were lovely. Charles noticed a flower booth and decided to get some for his new bride.

After he selected a few flowers, he thought would please her, he took his bundle and turned to search the crowd. Wondering where she wandered off too. He spotted her at the jewelry booth and walked in that direction.

He made it behind her and looked over her shoulder. He could see her holding a pair of earrings. She stroked one with her thumb, admiring that particular pair. They were silver with opals at the center.

"Those are lovely," He stated from behind her. Elsie jumped a little and dropped the earrings, not expecting his sudden presence behind her.

Charles felt bad, "I'm sorry love" he whispered for her ears only. He didn't move to touch her as they were in public. Married or not, it was just not done.

Elsie turned to him, but released an overjoyed gasp at the sight of the flowers. "Are those for me!"

He handed her the bouquet and she automatically brought them to her nose. They smelt delightful and she signed in pleasure.

Charles gulped at the sound. Pictures from the night before filtering through his head. Elsie met his gaze at that moment and recognized the look he bestowed on her. She started to move from one foot to the other. His gaze ignited a fire within her abdomen and core.

Charles saw a blush move towards her cheeks, he could just see her face as she was hiding behind her flowers.

He smirked her way, but then turned to the stall clerk "I will take these" indicating to the discarded opal earrings.

Elsie started to protest "Charles that's too much."

He shook his head "Nonsense, you are my bride and you shall have these beautiful earrings." He exchanged his money with the clerk and picked up the earrings. He placed them in his pocket for safe keeping, knowing she did not have a bag or pockets.

Elsie nodded in gratitude. They started walking away from the booth.

"Do you want to go to that park we saw earlier and enjoy the sticky buns?" Charles asked.

Elsie nodded her head again and they walked in that direction.

They were sitting on a bench facing each other. They were munching on their buns and sharing a lovely conversation.

Once finished Charles moved to deposit their trash into a nearby public waste bin. As he returned he said "What made you choose the opal earrings?"

"It's my birthstone" she said matter of factly. Charles paused from her answer. Flabbergasted that he didn't know her birthday. He supposed there was much still to know about his new bride.

"I'm sorry I didn't ask before, but what is your birthday?"

"October 12th 1862."

Charles nodded his head, "Do you know mind?"

"Yes Charles, March 6th."

"How, I've never told you?"

Elsie laughed "We celebrated your birthday this year, remember? Well not a party, but you received many birthday wishes this past spring"

Charles nodded and smiled.

Elsie reassured him "It's not like you would remember my birthday from last year, I had just started at downton." She became brave and grabbed his hand. Stocking her thumb over his hand.

Charles loved her hands. Soft, but not velvety. Somewhat weathered from hard work, but not to rough.

"Charles, I don't know what year you were born." She stated as a question.

"1856" he said automatically.

"Oh, so I married an old man, my my" Elsie teased.

Charles gasped "Old Man!" he said in exacerbation. Elsie laughed and squeezed his hand.

Charles moved to whisper in her ear "Shall I take you back to our room and show you how old I truly am?" his warm breath gilded against the skin of her neck and she shivered.

She pulled back from him "I think I have recovered enough, Mr. Carson" she pulled him up from the bench by their joined hands.

"Let's go then wife" He pulled her up from the bench and picked up her bouquet.

They tried to make their way to the room as civilized individuals, but once they reached their floor they practically ran to their room. Charles plunged his hand into his pocket in search of the hotel key. He slammed it into the key hole and turned, retching the door open and guiding her through.

The door was slammed shut and locked. He pounced on her as soon as he could and started removing clothing. He remembered the process from the past evening, but still had trouble when it came to her pesky corset.

Elsie worked his clothing off before he even started on her undergarments. She had time to appease his body while he fiddled with her corset. She took her time looking him over, her eyes drawn one again to his standing manhood. She grew brave and reached her hand out to stoke it. Curious about how it would feel in her hand.

Charles abruptly stopped his progress when he felt her hand upon his manly appendage. He sucked in a shaky breath and moved his hips forward into her hand. Seeking friction and warmth.

Elsie stepped back in surprise because of his reaction. Looking up into his face. Maybe she should not touch him in that way.

"It's okay Elsie, that felt very good" Else looked directly into his eyes and reached back out to stroke his shaft with her fingertips. She glided them up to the base, encircled his shaft and gave a gentle pull.

Charles groaned and rested his head upon her shoulder in bliss.

Charles tried to gather his strength, in order to continue undressing his wife. It was rather hard, this was the first time someone other than himself touched him in this fashion. The feeling was overwhelming. He drew in a breath and moved his fingers back to her corset. He thought of this action as unwrapping a present. A present only for him. The thought kept him going, eager to see her undressed.

He finally helped her out of her remaining garments, until she was before him naked. She was glorious in the daylight. Perfect. He could not control himself and sprang to capture her. His lips crashed into hers in a punishing kiss. All teeth and tongue.

She didn't seem to mind as she groaned at his action and moved her tongue with his. Intertwining her tongue and body with his.

This encounter was frenzied and passionate. Very different from how they were together the night before. Charles turned her and started backing her into a wall. Once her back collided with the vertical structure she felt the most delicious pressure of his body against hers.

He then surprised them both by moving his hands down to the thighs and lifting her off the ground. She gasped in pleasure. Instinct over taking him, his body moved to secure hers against the wall.

He pulled back suddenly to gain permission that she was ready. Elsie nodded in agreement. She felt entirely on fire and the wetness gathering at her cord was almost embarrassing. Who knew she could experience so much want?

Charles lined his body up with hers and entered her with a quick stroke. Once buried within her they both moaned together. Charles then started a punishing pace. This coupling was much different. New and exciting. Elsie attached her mouth to his and kissed him hard. She felt the pressure building within her. She didn't think she would last long. She moved her hips, with the goal of taking him in deeper. With this new angle her special spot was getting some much needed attention from the press of his pelvis into hers.

Soon she found herself tipping over the edge. Her orgasm most overpowering. Going from her core to her head and then all the way to her toes. Her inner muscles squeezed Charles in the best way and he followed her shortly after.

She was still encapsulated within his arms as they panted together, both trying to catch their breath. After a moment Charles slipped out of her and lowered her to the ground.

Elsie's legs felt like jelly and out of her control. She felt herself about to fall to the ground when Charles caught her. He gathered her into his arms and with what little strength he had carried her to the bed.

He deposited her into the middle and joined her. She was splayed out. He was too tired to truly appreciate the view. His head found its way to her stomach and he promptly fell asleep.

That's how she found themselves after her brief nap. Both naked atop the bed clothes. Elsie looked down at Charles. His cheek pressed to her stomach and arm draped across her body. She sighed in contentment. She took another look at his sleeping form. His back was broad and muscular, strong looking with a few freckles spread throughout. She thought him beautiful. He seemed so happy. And so was she.

Her thoughts turned to their lovemaking. It was beyond her wildest dreams. She felt entirely stated and loved. Her mind then turned to the words of her mother and about when a man finishes. She did not take any action to prevent him from completion inside her. She was a bit concerned, but tried not to ruin the moment by overthinking. She would just have a conversation with him about children and express he could not finish within her. A daunting, but necessary discussion. She was not ready for a child at present.

Elsie absentmindedly started to touch and slid her fingers through his hair. Her thoughts moved to how she never wanted to leave the sanctuary of this room. Life would be so different back home at Downton. Their time together would be sparse. Their need to stay secret immense. It would be a lot of work to be together.

They would need to be creative and find opportunities for lovemaking. Oh God, would he even want to make love while under that roof? She did not think she would survive if he only wanted to make love while outside of Downton. If so, How would they find the time to leave? Or even secure a private location?

She was not even able to find the key to their shared door. She would make that a top priority once they returned. She would overturn the entire house if need be.

"I can practically hear you overthinking Elsie" Charles murmured against her skin. She didn't realize he had awoken. She did enjoy the rumble of his voice vibrating through her stomach.

She smiled down at him. Noticing him look into her eyes and then look at her breasts. He looked very distracted from then on. She didn't mind, just continued working her fingers through his hair.

Charles felt empowered and moved his way up her body. He started placing kisses to one breast and messaged the other. He worked at thoroughly exploring her breasts. Kissing and sucking and just feeling.

Elsie stopped her movement and just enjoyed his attention. She felt glorious. The familiar throbbing at the junction between her legs making its presence known again. It was becoming a very present sensation around him. Another concern that crossed her mind. The sadness of knowing she could not have him whenever she wanted after returning home.

Charles tugged her nipple with his teeth gently and her hips sprang up in reaction. She gave a long moan and started rolling her hips. Charles sensing what she needed he moved one hand down and parted her nether lips with his fingers. He spread her juices from her entrance to the spot that seemed to bring her the most pleasure.

His menstruation seemed to work as Elsie moved against his hand. Withering and whimpering. He enjoyed the sounds he pulled from her. He moved a finger down and gently plunged it into her. He contemplated how to simultaneously touch her little nub. He moved his thumb forward and applied pressure.

Elsie pelvis practically jumped off the mattress. Charles smiled against her breast and continued the movement of his hand. He started with a steady rhythm, but then added a finger.

Elsie felt out of control at that moment. Her senses all blurred, except for the touch Charles was bestowing upon her body. It felt like he was playing her like an instrument. He was so fluid and secure with what he was doing.

Charles noticed her breathing was becoming more erratic. A signal he learned which indicated she was going to finish soon. He instinctively picked up the pace of his finger.

"Yes, Yes, Yes" She couldn't help but announce. She was a mess at this point, her body and mouth out of her control.

"Yes Charles, right there" She shouted. He complied to her demand, in awe of her display.

At this point he didn't have much control over his body as well. His hips moved against the mattress in sync with the movement of his hand.

Elsie finally met her compilation with an uncontrolled scream. High pitched in nature but beautiful to his ears. Charles kept his hand in place and continued to stock her. Drawing out her pleasure. Charles moved his other hand down and stroked himself a few times, until he too joined in her pleasure.

Once again they were panting together. Elsie started to joyfully laugh. Tears slipping out of the corner of her eyes. Who would have thought? Marriage was truly amazing.

She looked up after her uncontrolled laugh and noticed Charles staring at her in wonder.

They both remained speechless. Taking in the moment. Charles moved up the bed and gathered her to his chest. She felt a slippery wet feeling against her chest where Charles' hand rested. She pulled his hand from her body to take a look.

She saw his finger saturated by her essence. Her eyes widened in astonishment. She drew his arm off of her and stood from the bed. She made her way to the washroom. She relieved herself and returned to the room with a hand towel for him.

She handed it to him and he wiped his fingers. He looked at the blush that covered her chest and face. He thought it looked more like she was flushed from exertion and he decided he liked the look on her.

Elsie stood before the bed and him, not knowing if she should try to find more rest or take initiative from the energy currently coursing through her body and do something.

Charles decided to get up and use the washroom as well. He noticed the spot on the bed from his release and blushed.

Elsie noticed his embarrassed look "What's wrong Charles?" as she moved towards him.

"Oh I, …well" He stammered.

Elsie made her way over and stood by him. Looking in the direction he was, she saw what his reaction was about.

"We can just wet a towel and clean it up, or have a maid change the bedding."

Charles whipped his head down to hers and in a stern voice said "We can't have a maid change the sheet. They will see the evidence of ..of …well us!"

Elsie raised her hand in a signal to calm him "Charles this is a hotel, do you think they have not changed the sheets of a married couple before?"

The more logical part of his brain took over "Well, of course."

Elsie continued "Do you know how many sheets I have changed with mysterious substances on them?" "I guess now I know where the stains come from" She stated out loud.

"Elsie!" He reprimanded her.

"Well it's true!"

"Please don't say anything further, I don't need that in my head" Charles requested.

Elsie laughed "I think we need some luncheon, my love" she said to change the subject.

"Let me clean this up and we can go somewhere." He moved to the bathroom to clean his hands and the cloth, re-wetting it to clean the bed.

As he made his way back into the bedroom Elsie said "Do you mind going down again? I don't want to redo my hair or put my corset back on." She looked his way.

"That's understandable, sandwiches and tea?" Charles asked. Elsie took the wet cloth from him and moved to his side of the bed.

"That sounds splendid, here let me clean the bed and you get dressed. I'm feeling rather ravenous" She saw Charles eye's dilate and look at her naked form. Head to toe and then straight to her chest.

"Ah-hummmm" She murmured to get his attention. "You have a dirty mind, Mr. Carson," she teased.

Charles shook his head and smirked, looking at her face once again "Only when it comes to you, my dear." He leaned down to kiss her lips and moved around her to go change.

The sandwiches were filling and delightful after their activities. Elsie had just finished her last one and brought her tea to her mouth, to wash everything down. She looked at Charles across from her, deciding that now was as good time as any to discuss children. She was now covered by her slip and hoped she would have his attention for this conversation.

"Charles?"

"Humm" he said as he took a sip of tea.

"Do you want children?" She was astonished when he reacted by sputtering out his sip of tea.

"Well that's quite the reaction" she said when Charles started to cough from the tea that went down the wrong hole. He recovered himself after a few moments.

"Elsie we can't have children" he stated in all seriousness.

"Well I know we can't have them now, but perhaps in future" she said with some hope. She didn't have an overwhelming need to become a mother, but since meeting and loving Charles, the idea became more becoming.

"No Elsie, we can't have children. We are a secret, a child would ruin everything" His facial expression not changing.

"Ruin is a harsh word" she said after taking his words in.

"Elsie, we would lose our jobs and our reputations. Being together is a risk I was willing to take on. But I whining, messy infant would be impossible to conceal. We would be shunned in society."

Elsie looked down in understanding, but also overwhelming disappointment. She started wiggling her hands together in distress. The option of children suddenly taking away from her was surprisingly hard to bear. She could envision them in her mind's eye. A son who looked like him. One who carried on his name and inherited his nose. A little girl with wavy dark chestnut hair and his brown eyes. She shook the thought of their potential children from her head.

She realized that he truly did not answer her question and decided to ask again "But Charles, I'm asking if you want children?" she emphasized.

Charles was getting frustrated. She clearly needed his response, but was afraid she would not like his answer. He didn't want to break the connection they shared. He was remorseful they did not have this conversation before they married. He didn't want to disappoint her, but she needed to know.

"I don't want children. I have never seen myself as a father and bringing forth another generation" he paused to take in her expression, she looked sad, but he continued "I'm afraid, I'm much too selfish. I want to stay in my position and uphold the values of the family."

Elsie had no reply, truly realizing where his heart belonged. She was disappointed indeed.

Charles noticed her depressed look and surmised her distress. Already having the capability to read her expressions. "I love you more Elsie. I'm just too selfish to give you and the house up."

"I want you both and I'm not afraid to admit it." He said in confidence.

Elsie nodded and looked into his eyes. She hated to state the obvious, but felt he did not consider their recent interactions could have already resulted in a child. She didn't think so because of the timing, but she supposed there was a chance.

Elsie grabbed his hands to signify her understanding and to reassure him that she was still with him in everything.

"I hate to break it to you, but a result of our recent lovemaking could result in a child." She tried to speak gently.

Charles' mind crossfired with that sudden bit of information. How could he have not realized? Been so stupid? Not taken precautions? Although, come to think, he didn't know any.

"Good God!" He finally pronounced. Standing and starting to pace about the room.

Elsie was ready for his outburst, preparing herself for the worst. He surprised her though, when that was the worst of his reaction. He was good at raining in his emotion, she thought and was impressed.

She interrupted his pacing, by standing and joining him. She drew him into her arms and whispered "I don't think we have to worry, the timing is off, but if so we will figure it out Charles."

He pulled her close "We will, I'll start looking into different investments when we get back. I can build my profile and have a cushion if ever we need one." he reassured her by rubbing her back.

Elsie thought that was a sensible plan and nodded. Unfortunately she could not do the same with her pay, but at least they were in this together.

"There is a way to prevent a child from taking root in future." Elsie stated. Wanting to bestow her learned knowledge. She pushed the idea of children to the back of her mind. She wanted to continue their relationship with love and understanding. She didn't want to be hurt by his choice.

Charles drew back "Is there?"

"Yes, I had the most uncomfortable conversation with my mother during my time in Scotland. I told her about our marriage and she sat me down for a chat."

He laughed at her awkward expression "Well go on then, what did she say?"

Elsie nodded and said "She said that when a man is about to finish, he should pull back. Not finish inside the woman." Both of their faces were flushed from embarrassment. Even after the intimate moments they shared.

"Most uncomfortable indeed" Charles said. Elsie nodded in return, understanding his double meaning.

"It will be hard, but that's what we must do," Charles said with conviction.

Charles was still rubbing her back when he emphasized "I love you, Mrs. Carson. Please forgive me and keep loving me." he pleaded.

"Oh Charles, I love you, there is nothing to worry about. I will always love ye." She declared.

"We should have a conversation about our families Elsie" he was reminded after she spoke of her mother.

"We should, but not today and not during this blissful uninterrupted time together." Elsie said with no room for argument.

Charles could not disagree with her plan and moved to kiss her "Alright."