‘The first time we met we hated each other,’ you say, and oh, don’t you know?
‘I never hated you,’ I reply. ‘I just didn’t know what to do with it.’
‘With what?’
‘With my heart. All the terrible wanting it did when you came around.’
Jack had propriety...when it was required of him. This wasn't one of those times, especially since the woman he loved had started this by begging him for impropriety. He knew her mother would be livid if she could see them now, pressed together without an inch of space between >
If there was any semblance of propriety left in her body, it was quickly snuffed out. His mouth was hot on hers, filtering his moans with a delightful tug to his hair, willing him to draw closer until their bodies were pressed together. “I know,” her voice was quiet, lulling»
the world will never allow us to marry, but nearly losing you has put things into sharper perspective for me, Belle, and I don't want to live in any world where you aren't my wife. Perhaps, in light of the fact that I literally saved your life,your mother might relent and allow >
He's smiling within the kiss, a soft moan floating into her mouth as he braces his hands on her hips to keep her upright before breaking it to whisper in her ear.
"I've got you, don't worry."
With that, the doctor's mouth claims hers again, grip tightening whilst >
It didn’t take long for her lips to meet his with just as much fiery passion, hands moving up and around his shoulders as an attempt to anchor herself. My, her knees are feeling like jelly.
She is, and she doesn't have to tell him twice. Cue him crossing the room, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her in for a hungry and passionate kiss. And yes, it is a 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 good thing.
Such sanctions are reserved for him, and him 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. Although, she rather thinks she’s becoming masterful, is she not? He’s weary of breath in such engagements. Seeing as he’s… well-versed, isn’t that deemed a good thing?
@belasatsa certain. Suppose after this, Fagin and I are nearly even."
He then raises a brow before adding playfully,
"Excellent bedside manner? Why, Lady Belle, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you're starting to warm up to me."
He's checking on @belasatsa (as he has every day since he successfully managed her surgery) and giving a smile to Nettie before he moves to lean over her bed and press a kiss to her head.
"How are you feeling, my love? Getting stronger, I hope?"
@belasatsa her.
"Well, aside from that unfortunate business of your mother and Gaines attempting to have me hanged for your near-death, I'm well."
He pauses, running his free hand through his hair.
"I never thought I'd say this, but thank God for Fagin and Red or I'd have swung for >