Secrets can be so dangerous...
Love in acts
Secrets can be so dangerous...
Love in acts
3rd act
LOVE INSIDE AND OUT
sweet loving, humor, rated M, short, P&P alternative from Hunsford on
Chapter 2
‘Is anything the matter, Fitzwilliam?’
‘No, madam.’
‘The letter you received, any problems at
Pemberley? I can help you solve anything you might have trouble dealing with.’
‘I thank you, but everything is under
control. Georgiana wanted my opinion on a sojourn in Bath, that’s all.’
As Lady Catherine started a monologue about
the place, Darcy walked to the tea tray glad Elizabeth was the only one near
it. Albeit there were footmen close, she felt obliged to serve him; it would be
terribly impolite to move far from the tray solely because the man was coming
her way.
‘Tea, sir?’
‘I thank you, Miss Elizabeth.’ He bowed
slightly; she pressed an excuse of a smile offering him the cup. ‘You are very
kind.’
‘I’m afraid it is rather cold, you’ve been
gone for quite a while. Maybe I could ring for more?’ She offered hoping for a
plausible excuse to move far from him.
He understood she wanted to please him.
‘It’s fine, miss.’ He smiled charmingly and observed with a certain amount of
happiness that his expression took her by surprise. ‘Are you in good health?’
She nodded. ‘You’ve been far from Hertfordshire since Michaelmas?’
‘I’ve been to London visiting my uncle and
aunt.’
He nodded sipping tea. ‘And may I offer
assistance in anything you might need?’ She frowned. ‘If there are any
inconveniences you need to have solved, miss, all you have to do is confide in
me.’ She gasped.
Rewarding his chivalry, he saw her press
her hands to her delectable bosom and sigh and jump on his neck hiding her pretty
nose in his cravat whispering how much she appreciated his gesture and would
forever be in his debt. In reality, it was his aunt who called him rather
rudely demanding to know what was he talking to Miss Bennett at one side of the
parlor while they were all conversing at the other.
He sighed and saw with sadness Elizabeth
not only move away from him but also make obvious effort to avoid his company
for the rest of the afternoon.
---
‘Deuce take these servants.’ Darcy
complained throwing the dusty cover of the carom billiards table to the floor.
‘I wager they hope Deuce take our Aunt
first. She certainly makes them work overtime.’ Colonel Fitzwilliam opened a
cupboard to get balls and cues. ‘It is already amazing how she commissioned
this table in the first place.
They set and broke the game in silence.
‘Richard, what you think it is?’ Darcy
asked, eyes on his ball as he leaned over the table.
‘She is someone’s mistress!’
Darcy’s cue hit the ball sideways and it
twirled around itself. ‘Deuce!’
Colonel Fitzwilliam laughed.
‘If that vixen is to be a mistress, she is
to be mine.’ Darcy walked to the side table and emptied his tumble of brandy.
He winced as his cousin was still laughing. ‘Didn’t I tell you she was very
handsome in an unconventional way?’
‘I think she is handsome as most ladies.
The unconventional comes from you.’
‘Fine eyes, they sparkle.’ He mused out
loud. ‘But of course she wouldn’t show it to you because she showed it to me.’
He pressed his eyes looking at the window. ‘She is no one’s lover, she is
proper and elegant. I watched her walk from the Parsonage today, so handsome…’
‘That is why you kept behind us, you
scoundrel!’
Darcy grinned. ‘I wanted to offer her my
arm, but you jumped in front of me.’
Colonel Fitzwilliam shook his head. ‘This year
you’ll have to shop for a wife, the season is about to start. If you’ll insist
on a lady that doesn’t belong to the ton, be prepared to fight my mama and Aunt
Catherine.’ He leaned over the table to play.
‘I don’t have to fight anyone; I am master
of my own estate.’ Darcy raised his nose. ‘And I won’t shop for anything; I’ll
wait to marry after you.’ He sniggered.
‘If you won’t, I may shop for a bride here…
The vixen? If I free her from Bingley’s horrid sister, she’ll be grateful to
me…’
‘Only if you want me to challenge you.’
Darcy snorted. ‘I can’t fathom why I didn’t see that damned Caroline playing me
for a fool. When she spoke of how Jane Bennett was unfit for Bingley, I thought
she meant his family needed people of sensibility and not Mrs. Bennett who is
obviously an older and poorer version of herself.’ He walked to the table
observing the balls move as his cousin played. ‘Mostly I wanted to escape
Elizabeth’s eyes. But if Caroline wanted to push Jane away from her brother so
Elizabeth would have him…’
‘Maybe she saw through you.’ Colonel
Fitzwilliam straightened up. ‘Allow me to point you are not very inconspicuous
when it comes to Bennett, cousin. You stare at her.’ He raised his shoulders
and Darcy snorted again. ‘Anyway, we have a mystery in our hands: what a
vicious ugly unmarried lady knows about another unmarried but handsome lady
that could ruin her?’
‘Indeed…’
Awww, he's curious.
You'll need Persuasion, Mr. D. Better call Fred. ;)
chapter 3
sweet loving, humor, rated M, short, P&P alternative from Hunsford on
Chapter 2
‘Is anything the matter, Fitzwilliam?’
‘No, madam.’
‘The letter you received, any problems at
Pemberley? I can help you solve anything you might have trouble dealing with.’
‘I thank you, but everything is under
control. Georgiana wanted my opinion on a sojourn in Bath, that’s all.’
As Lady Catherine started a monologue about
the place, Darcy walked to the tea tray glad Elizabeth was the only one near
it. Albeit there were footmen close, she felt obliged to serve him; it would be
terribly impolite to move far from the tray solely because the man was coming
her way.
‘Tea, sir?’
‘I thank you, Miss Elizabeth.’ He bowed
slightly; she pressed an excuse of a smile offering him the cup. ‘You are very
kind.’
‘I’m afraid it is rather cold, you’ve been
gone for quite a while. Maybe I could ring for more?’ She offered hoping for a
plausible excuse to move far from him.
He understood she wanted to please him.
‘It’s fine, miss.’ He smiled charmingly and observed with a certain amount of
happiness that his expression took her by surprise. ‘Are you in good health?’
She nodded. ‘You’ve been far from Hertfordshire since Michaelmas?’
‘I’ve been to London visiting my uncle and
aunt.’
He nodded sipping tea. ‘And may I offer
assistance in anything you might need?’ She frowned. ‘If there are any
inconveniences you need to have solved, miss, all you have to do is confide in
me.’ She gasped.
Rewarding his chivalry, he saw her press
her hands to her delectable bosom and sigh and jump on his neck hiding her pretty
nose in his cravat whispering how much she appreciated his gesture and would
forever be in his debt. In reality, it was his aunt who called him rather
rudely demanding to know what was he talking to Miss Bennett at one side of the
parlor while they were all conversing at the other.
He sighed and saw with sadness Elizabeth
not only move away from him but also make obvious effort to avoid his company
for the rest of the afternoon.
---
‘Deuce take these servants.’ Darcy
complained throwing the dusty cover of the carom billiards table to the floor.
‘I wager they hope Deuce take our Aunt
first. She certainly makes them work overtime.’ Colonel Fitzwilliam opened a
cupboard to get balls and cues. ‘It is already amazing how she commissioned
this table in the first place.
They set and broke the game in silence.
‘Richard, what you think it is?’ Darcy
asked, eyes on his ball as he leaned over the table.
‘She is someone’s mistress!’
Darcy’s cue hit the ball sideways and it
twirled around itself. ‘Deuce!’
Colonel Fitzwilliam laughed.
‘If that vixen is to be a mistress, she is
to be mine.’ Darcy walked to the side table and emptied his tumble of brandy.
He winced as his cousin was still laughing. ‘Didn’t I tell you she was very
handsome in an unconventional way?’
‘I think she is handsome as most ladies.
The unconventional comes from you.’
‘Fine eyes, they sparkle.’ He mused out
loud. ‘But of course she wouldn’t show it to you because she showed it to me.’
He pressed his eyes looking at the window. ‘She is no one’s lover, she is
proper and elegant. I watched her walk from the Parsonage today, so handsome…’
‘That is why you kept behind us, you
scoundrel!’
Darcy grinned. ‘I wanted to offer her my
arm, but you jumped in front of me.’
Colonel Fitzwilliam shook his head. ‘This year
you’ll have to shop for a wife, the season is about to start. If you’ll insist
on a lady that doesn’t belong to the ton, be prepared to fight my mama and Aunt
Catherine.’ He leaned over the table to play.
‘I don’t have to fight anyone; I am master
of my own estate.’ Darcy raised his nose. ‘And I won’t shop for anything; I’ll
wait to marry after you.’ He sniggered.
‘If you won’t, I may shop for a bride here…
The vixen? If I free her from Bingley’s horrid sister, she’ll be grateful to
me…’
‘Only if you want me to challenge you.’
Darcy snorted. ‘I can’t fathom why I didn’t see that damned Caroline playing me
for a fool. When she spoke of how Jane Bennett was unfit for Bingley, I thought
she meant his family needed people of sensibility and not Mrs. Bennett who is
obviously an older and poorer version of herself.’ He walked to the table
observing the balls move as his cousin played. ‘Mostly I wanted to escape
Elizabeth’s eyes. But if Caroline wanted to push Jane away from her brother so
Elizabeth would have him…’
‘Maybe she saw through you.’ Colonel
Fitzwilliam straightened up. ‘Allow me to point you are not very inconspicuous
when it comes to Bennett, cousin. You stare at her.’ He raised his shoulders
and Darcy snorted again. ‘Anyway, we have a mystery in our hands: what a
vicious ugly unmarried lady knows about another unmarried but handsome lady
that could ruin her?’
‘Indeed…’
Awww, he's curious.
You'll need Persuasion, Mr. D. Better call Fred. ;)
chapter 3
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