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He knew that he had made mistakes, he did not need Sebastian to rub it in. He did not need to have it thrown at him.
But maybe he did need to have it thrown at him because it was the only way he could truly embrace this and make a move in whatever direction he would end up going. But he did not need to make that decision right now, did he? Not while his mind was all foggy and he was absolutely flooded with confusion.
“I am not too sure,” he finally confessed. “I do not know what I should do for the best. Right now, I think I just need some rest.”
“Well, you do not have a lot of time to rest,” Sebastian reminded him. “The Kershaw family is holding a ball tonight, and I am quite sure you are expected to be there. We all are.”
A ball? Another one?
George could not even begin to imagine going to a ball tonight and facing everyone. Most of all Sophie. He was going to have to figure out his feelings before he saw her so he could know exactly how to handle her and what was going to happen next. They both deserved that much.
“Ugh, right. I will sleep right away then. Try and be in my best frame of mind.”
“Who knows, George, you might even enjoy it,” Sebastian teased. “Stranger things have happened.”
Chapter 23
Sophie tried to sneak in through the front door of her home, so she did not have to face endless questions from her parents about her night, but it seemed like they were at the door waiting for her. Perhaps they had spent the whole night troubled about where she was, just as she suspected they might be.
“Oh, Sophie, it is so good to have you home.” Her mother threw her arms around her daughter gratefully. “Did the storm catch you out last night?”
She could not stop herself from smiling secretly. “Yes, but I was fine. George saved me from the weather yet again.”
“He did?” Her mother pulled back and stared at her in shock. “Well, that is interesting to hear. He has become quite the hero in your life.”
“I honestly think he might be willing to propose soon.”
That caught her father’s attention. “Do you think?”
Sophie bit down on her bottom lip and nodded. After last night, she was sure that George was going to ask her to be his wife. How could he not? Surely, he was not just as convinced as her that they were meant to be together forever. Sophie did not know it was possible to feel so much pleasure with another person, and she hoped that he was feeling the same way.
“Well that is wonderful news.” Her mother clapped her hands together excitedly. “I wonder when it will happen… perhaps he will ask us for permission tonight.”
“What is happening tonight?”
“The Kershaw ball of course.” Her mother chuckled. “It is the Season. We have constant activities to take part in, and that includes a very important ball tonight.”
“Right, well I suppose I should rest in preparation for the ball then,” Sophie agreed enthusiastically. “And I will pick out my finest gown.”
She did not know the Kershaw family, but she was not thinking about them and their opinions on what she was wearing. It was very likely that George would also be at the ball, and she needed to impress him. She wanted him to be as blown away by her as she was him. She wanted him to look at her with the same desire-fueled eyes as she did him.
Last night as they were in bed together, he stared at her as if she was the most beautiful woman on the planet. He made her feel gorgeous, like she was a goddess, and that was a wonderfully intoxicating sensation.
As Sophie left her parents at the bottom of the stairs and she headed to her bed chambers, she could not wipe the smile off her face. She lightly brushed her fingers over her lips, recalling his mouth all over her. His fingers grazing over her body, his lips tasting her, his magnetic thrusts that sent her spinning.
It might have been wrong for them to succumb to temptation, but if it led to her happy ever after, then Sophie did not mind. She could not blame herself for caving to him when he already belonged to her, which was exactly how she felt…
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Sophie’s heart raced as she stepped into the ballroom, to hopefully see the man who had brought her to life last night in a way she was not expecting. She had gone through all the politeness when meeting the Kershaw’s and greeting some of her parent’s friends as well, and now she was ready to do what she had come here for…
To dance with the man that she could not wait to marry.
She had spent all day long smiling to herself and thinking about him, hoping that she might be able to sneak another moment alone with George. Perhaps they could sneak off to a little cove somewhere, or they could take a walk in the gardens to perhaps lock lips once more.
There he is!
Her heart skipped a beat as she finally lay eyes on George. He was standing with Sebastian, not looking her way, but that was alright. She could admire him from a distance while she waited impatiently for his eyes to meet hers. Eventually he would feel her looking at him, right? Even if he was deep in conversation at the moment, with his furrowed brow which only made her that much more handsome to her.
