“I already have Elizabeth. And not only did he give us his permission but he also gave us his blessing.”
She gazed into his eyes lovingly, “You dear man, how I love you.”
His heart was bursting, “Say that again.” He asked.
“Say what?”
“Say that you love me.”
“My dear sir, I will say it ten thousand times a day until you get sick of hearing it.”
“Which will never happen,” He again found her mouth and kissed her until she could barely say anything coherent, while her knees threatened to give up under her. Finally they parted to take a much need breath of fresh air.
“The only things we need to complete our happiness now are for papa to completely recover and for Mr Bingley to propose to Jane.”
“Yes,” He said grimly, “Do not say anything to Jane, but I challenged him and asked him to either propose to the lady or let her go, to quit the neighbourhood once and for all. He shall nottrifle with her affections while he remains undecided. I gave him until tomorrow to decide.”
She nodded and smiled lovingly at him, “thanks, Mr Darcy for being the perfect brother. My sisters will feel protected from now on.”
“Elizabeth, it is in my power to protect your family. Besides I promised Mr Bennet I would do it. But my darling, could you perhaps stop calling Mr Darcy?”
“What shall I call you?”
“William; which is what my sister calls me, and what my parents used to call me.”
“Very well Mr Darcy, William it is.” She chuckled.
He laughed happily and before they climbed down from the mount they spent at least a quarter of an hour in perfect silence, while their mouths were anything but lazy.
Epilogue
Two years later.
The first rays of sunshine passed through a tiny gap in the curtains and across Elizabeth’s eyes. Even before she opened her eyelids she could feel his arm around her waist in a protective gesture.
My wonderful husbandshe thought. She could feel his warm breath on the nape of her neck and his steady breathing tickling her ear. He was still sleeping... he would be tired, for their nights were usually very active.
He was a wonderful lover because he took care to be proficient in all he did in life. His aunt Lady Catherine would be proud of them as they followed her suggestions religiously of practicing as often as they could.
She tried to rotate towards him but her heavy and protruding belly made it harder. She was looking forward to the arrival of their first child... what a blessing he or she would be to their already very happy home.
With some difficulty she finally faced him... she started to spread light kisses on his beloved face and slowly he woke up with a moan. He tightened his grip and pulled her against him encircling her lower body with his legs.
“Good morning, my beautiful wife. If you are going to wake me up with soft kisses like this, you have to face the consequences of your actions.”
She giggled like a teenager, “Good morning, my handsome husband. There is nothing I enjoy more than the consequences of waking you up, but our child is hungry and our family is arriving today.”
She was proven right immediately by the loud grumbling of her stomach.
“He is a demanding child is he not?” He said kissing her on his turn.
“Of course he is. He is a Darcy; did you expect anything else?”
He laughed, “Well she is your daughter as well, and as such she is resolved to have food at all cost.”
But regardless of how hungry mother and child might have been they stayed in bed for another hour, all thoughts of food being the last thing that preoccupied them.
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