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the-fiction-witch · 5 months

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Mrs Dawkins P40 - P44

Media - The Artful Dodger (Mrs Dawkins Series) Character - Jack Dawkins Couple - Jack X Reader Reader - Y/n Everset Rating - Smut + Sad

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P1 - P5 P6-P10 P11-13 P14-17 P18-22 P23-27 P28- 31 P32-P36 P37-P39

Warning - Suicide / Scars / death / Trauma

I blushed hard as he stroked my inner thighs with his rough fingers, he kissed my lips then his lips trailed down my jaw, down my throat, sliding down my sternum, his kisses becoming sloppy and wet as he salivated the closer he got, he glides his tongue across my hip before he stopped a moment his eyes met mine with a dark smug smile across his lips. He pressed a soft kiss to my mound then ran his nose across where he kissed never breaking eye contact with me, he did so again slightly lower,

"Jack I... I..." I stuttered as blush flooded my cheeks,

"I know, I'll be gentle," he whispered as he kissed the very tip of my mound and lips and with one quick flick of his tongue between my lips he stroked across my clit, it was barely a second but I felt this jolt of pleasure and my eyes went wide, he chuckled smugly and slyly before he took a hand from my thigh he slid his fingers up my lips and then pushed them apart, "You ready?"

"Yes..." I gasped,

he nodded and kissed my clit moving his hand back to my thigh as now the position of his face was buried enough to keep it open and his kisses didn't stop. I gasped and groaned trying not to squirm but my hips did so uncontrollably he held my thighs down to stop me, his kisses were teasing and slow, slopping wet, his lips warm and soft. He groaned and moaned between my legs as he spent up his kisses letting them build more and more passionately until he was making out with my clit,

"Ohhh Jack..." I gasped throwing my head against my pillow,

He groaned before he held my thighs tighter his fingers digging into the soft tender skin, he looked up and made eye contact with a dark lustful gaze I had never seen before, as he flicked his tongue to begin to lick gliding his tongue in clockwise circles as he kisses my clit,

"Ughh Jack!" I squealed a little but stopped myself before I was too loud,

this only seemed to fuel him getting more and more intense now starting to suckle on my clit between his licks and kisses burrowing his head as close to me as he could as he utterly consumed me, my own wetness and his saliva covered his lips and soaked down his chin. "You are too perfect my darling Y/n," he purred between kisses,

I only felt the fire in my stomach burning more with his words as I writhed against my bed and My hand trailed down to coil in his blonde locks as he only continued to mercilessly work on my swollen clit and dripping cunt he would seldom do so but he would lick from with a flat tongue from the very bottom of my entrance to the tip of my clit even briefly allowing his tongue to slip inside me,

I began to have to muffle my screams so I pushed him back, "Jack, please... I'm-"

"I know," he taunted, "I wanna make you cum. I want to devour your cute little cunt until you cum."

"I know... but I want more," I whined,

"More? Umm!" He groaned moving to kiss my lips with the same verticality he ate me out with the taste of myself on his lips and tongue and he pulled back with a smug grin, "Say you want it. Say it my darling," He growled,

"Please, Jack... Make love to me,"

"I've already been making love to you," he smirked whispering his dark words against my lips, "Say you want me to fuck you, you want me inside you, you want me to ruin my little darling" he commanded,

I blushed but I pulled his lips into an intense kiss and whispered against his as I pulled back, "I want you inside me jack,"

"UGhhhhhh fuck!" He moaned, throwing his head back and squeezing his eyes shut a moment before he looked back at me his bottom lip between his teeth as his chest rose and falls quickly with passionate breaths, "As you wish my darling,"

His hands slipped down to my hips and pushed my thighs apart again, he moved myself between them and stood up on his knees. His hand moved to his shaft and he gave it a few testing strokes making sure it was at its full stiffness. I admit I was nervous to be laid here like this, to know this was really happening but I wanted it so bad I didn't care. He began to tremble, a little so I stroked his arms reassuringly, which slowed his trembling. He took my hand and kissed it before he returned the hand to my hip.

"Are you ready Y/n?"

"I'm ready Jack," I nodded,

He nodded and moved slowly closer, holding the base of his shaft in his hand as he moved closer. It was slow and get also sudden in a strange way, as I felt the heat of his skin press against me, he watched vigilantly being careful of making any mistakes, I felt him slowly move to push in moving deeper inch by inch, I felt my body stretch around him as he glides inside, it was a strange sensation much like his fingers, to feel something stiff filling such a place usually empty, I felt sort of stuffed in a way I suppose as I shifted and adjusted to the size and the feeling of it.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah..." I nodded,

He smiled down at me and brought his other hand to my other hip, he began to roll his hips moving back and forth inside me, I gripped the sheets already feeling overwhelmed by pleasure forcing myself to hold back moans and my eyes rolled back, his movements slowly gained speed slowly moving in a massaging and rhythmic pace that only stoked the fire in my stomach, I wrapped my legs around his hips which only made him move even faster, Jack's eyes squeezed tight and he bit his lip hard grunts and groans trapped behind his teeth, he seemed to pulse and convulse inside me as his pace quickens and his rhythm became more reckless.

I arched my back and felt my walls fluttering around his cock clenching slightly which only seemed to cause him more pleasure, his hips almost spasmed inside me as if he has no control of his own movements.

My mind flooded with ecstasy at the overwhelming desire, choking back my own moans. My hips squirm and writhe against my bed, my back arches up, my vision is flooded with stars and darkness, my legs squeeze him, my mouth waters, my toes curl my ankles locked in the small of his back, goosebumps across my skin, the sound of my sheets shifting under us, of my bedsprings squeaking, of my bed hitting the wall, of both of laboured gasps, of our warm skin smacking into one another as our hips strike, of our restricted grunts and groans, both of our bodies coated in a sheen of hot sweat.

Jack's fingers grip my hips harder as his thrusting soon becomes pounding leaning down to kiss and bite my neck and the top of my chest letting me hear his desirable sounds much more, his whole body starting to shudder as he sucks in sharp deep breaths,

Until I hit it.

I came undone completely crying out as my eyes watered, flooding pleasure across my body, every inch of me felt like it was on fire as my muscles tensed and my body quivered. I cried out his name and for a few more seconds I fell on the highest of hills before I suddenly dropped and my body went limp against my sheets, a few small jolts of aftershock before it happened for him too.

He threw his head back as he sat up completely his eyes closed tight, his jaw hung open as he let out breathy and deep groans from the back of his throat, his hips jerk and stutter towards me as his body goes still, his knees buckle a little against the sheets but he manages to stay up, as I felt him suddenly release and spill inside me. His body went limp but he still kept himself up resting a hand on my lower stomach and pushing down with his hand as he slowly thrusts a few more shaky times milking every last drop of himself and his pleasure with each thrust with a long and throaty moan, pushing me down with his hand to ensure he got as deep and as full as possible.

"Fuck..." Was the first word that left his lips,

"Yeah... fuck..." I nodded,

He chuckled a little, "You okay?"

"Yeah," I gasped, "you were amazing,"

He blushed a little, "So were you," He slowly pulled out and laid down beside me as we both took a moment or two to collect ourselves, "Sorry..."

"For what?"

"I was... gonna pull out... kinda got lost in the moment..."

"It's okay" I smiled giving him a soft kiss, "It'll be fine,"

"And if it isn't?"

"Well, I guess we'll have to get married faster,"

He laughed, "Yeah guess we will,"

"Really did I do okay?" I asked laying my head on his chest,

"You were perfect my darling," He cooed playing with my hair, "The very best,"

"Really?" I asked and he nodded, "You're only saying that,"

"No I mean it." he smiled, "If I wasn't already going to marry you, tonight would have convinced me completely," He smugly chuckled, "How as I?"

"I have nothing to compare,"

"But..."

"But... Very very good,"

"I'm glad I could delight you, darling," he laughs, "You think we'll do that.. more once we're married?"

"I'm sure of it, Every night!"

"Ev- Every night?!" He asked, "I must have really impressed you,"

"You certainly did," I nodded, "I can barely wait till we're married,"

"I can barely wait either," He cooed,

We shared a sweet kiss and tucked the covers around us, my head on his warm chest my fingers playing with his, "This will be our first night... in the same bed,"

"Lots of firsts tonight," he chuckled, "I shall savour tonight, as the first of many more nights in your arms," He cooed kissing my fingers,

"Ummm I love you Jack,"

"I love you too y/n, Come on lets get some sleep,"

"Okay, Goodnight,"

"Night,"

I woke happier than I ever remember being, my body warm with the soft covers knitted around my body, I laid cradled in Jack's soft arms, my cheek against his peck, my hand rested on his stomach, the sweet scent of his body filled my nose, the sound of his breaths below me and the birds singing their beautiful song.

I smiled and giggled a little looking up at his peaceful face as he slept, his fluffy bedhead of hair.

"Ummm Don't you laugh at me." He grumbled,

"I wasn't,"

"I heard you giggling darling,"

"Just a Little giggle, you look very cute when you are sleeping,"

"Do I?" He chuckled opening one eye to look at me, "Well you look very beautiful sleeping, or awake. But I admit waking up to you has a very special beauty,"

I smiled widely,

"You think I could get a morning kiss?"

"Umm the first good morning kiss of what I'm sure shall be many" I smiled,

"I know it will be" he cooed pulling me up so our lips met sweetly,

We kissed gently and it felt so heavenly to be wrapped up in my bed, the curtains pulled to block the morning light, the sound of the birds still singing, our bodies together in such a sweet embrace.

Till we pulled back and we cuddled up again enjoying the soft morning, neither of us wanting this to end.

I heard a knock on my door and immediately I felt Jack freeze up,

"Shit-" he muttered,

"It's fine, just miss Hardcastle." I smiled, "We have an arrangement, did you want some breakfast?" I asked sitting with my chin on his chest, he relaxed and smiled playing with my hair a little more,

"I would adore some breakfast with you",

I smiled kissing him and knocking on my wall twice, and we heard her footsteps head away,

"That how you order breakfast?"

"Mhm,"

"Huu I have to yell one of the nurses to bring me an egg and then I have to cook it myself" he sighed "I could get used to sleepovers with my sweet fiance,"

"I'm sure you could," I smiled giving his lips a soft kiss,

"Can I ask you something Y/n?" He asked as he stroked my hair,

"Umm? Mhm," I nodded, "What is it Jack?" I sighed happily,

His hand stroked my hair a couple more times before his fingers stroked the red ribbon around my neck and my body froze feeling his fingers against the ribbon, "Why do you wear this?"

My blood ran cold, my body felt sick as my stomach turned, my breath stopped short in my chest and my words froze behind my teeth. I knew he would mention it sooner or later... I mean we are to be married surely someday he would ask this. I just didn't think it would be now. I didn't know how to begin, or even if I wanted to. My first reaction was to get defensive.

"Why?"

"Forgive me," He said, "I was only being curious. You don't have to tell me,"

I felt worse, to deny him what must have seemed to him as so simple. "It- it's hard to explain,"

"How so?"

"It's just..." I began, "Complicated Jack,"

"You don't have to tell me-"

"No... I do... I... I want to." I admit, "I love you, I don't want there to be secrets between us."

"So you will tell me?"

"I will..."

"I don't mind waiting until you're more comfortable to tell me,"

"No, I want to tell you." I nodded, "Can I ask... why you're curious?"

He chuckled, "I don't know," He smiled and stroked my hair, his hand ran down my hair and his fingers brushed my cheek, he stroked down my jaw and cradled my neck his fingers sliding across the ribbon, "I guess I just... I've never seen you without it." He smiled, "Even at your ball you still wore it, all of our dates you have worn it, not once have I seen you go without it even in your nightie." he explained,

"I know..."

"I mean... I don't mean to be crude here darling, but... I have seen you naked? I have had my lips on many inches of you, had my fingers and tongue over the intimate parts of you that no one has ever seen, you have allowed me inside you as the first man to ever do so, you have allowed my eyes on all of you... every inch but one." he explained with a sly smug grin, "Every inch but this." he said gently tugging on the ribbon bow not enough it would undo but enough that I felt it, "What is this that you hide from me?" he whispered,

I held my breath but I sat up in bed, the sheets around me to keep me concealed from the cold air of the morning, I took his hand in mine, kissed it and moved it to my bow he looked into my eyes and I stared back, he slowly tugged on the ribbon the bow loosing slowly before it finally slipped off the red ribbon landing with a flutter on the bed between us, I knew he could see me.

"Becuase I hide it... even from myself,"

His eyes walked over my neck. His face read of shock at first, then of a quiet rage, but melted into sadness a tear welled up in his eye,

"Let me look-" He began reaching for my neck,

"Please. Do not look."

"I'm a doctor." he took my hands in his once more, "Let me look."

I nodded and slowly he moved closer his hands ghosted over my neck as gently as he could checking me over methodically, I did my best not to tremble, not to scream, the feeling of his hands felt soft and even in his grip, I felt safe.

He pulled away and held my hands tightly, "What happened?"

I sighed and met his eyes, I knew this was a secret I couldn't keep forever and if I was to tell him now... I shall tell him everything. "Our life... was not always one of roses and silver." I began, "My father was born to a life of little, rags and bread soup in the slums of London. His family had nothing to their names he made his way doing what he could working himself to the bone just to eat and buy a pair of mismatched shoes. He dreamt of a life better than that... but this world is cruel to those below. When he met my mother... he loved her so endlessly, that man would lasso the moon or drain the sea or any other impossible task just to see her smile. But she too was nothing, a baker's daughter," I explained, "I was born, while they were unmarried, living in a back alley not far from Clerkenwell Green, my parents did everything they could to give me a life but it wasn't enough. My father tried and tried business after business but everything failed before it even began, we had nothing to our name, and one more deal went wrong and... it was over. We had no home, and no money, we faced the workhouses or worse. And my mother... in her moment of weakness knowing there was no future for us, knowing the fate for us," I explained letting my tears fall, "So one night she took me with her on a late night walk, we went to the park and she found a tall tree... there she hung rope. Three of them. One for father. one for mother. and one for me. So we would not suffer and starve on the streets but instead, things would end together without the pain and torment."

"No... She-" he began unable to even speak,

"she lifted me up on her shoulders put it around my neck and stepped away, she watched me as I cried, as I gasped for breath, as I held out my hand and begged her for help, but she only fixed her own."

"How did you survive?"

"My father noticed us gone, and came after us, he broke the rope moments before I slipped away,"

"And your mother?"

"by the time he checked, I was breathing and got to his feet... she was already dead," I explained,

"How old were you?"

"Five,"

"My father promised me that night to keep me safe, and that he would never stop trying to give us a life we could be proud of, a life we would never wish to abandon... and not long after one business of his took off. The money came in, we bought all the things we had ever dreamt of, and brought this house and moved here."

"You have carried this scar since that day?" he asked as he stroked his fingers across the ropes scar that wrapped around my neck,

"I have... but it's hard to face, so I hide it." I nodded, "I will keep it hidden when we are married I know it is not pretty," I began going to take my ribbon but Jack stopped me,

"I think its beautiful," he said,

"You do?" I was shocked,

"Of course, it's part of you." he cooed, "A scar of a life you have lived beyond what I once thought of you, and I think that is truly beautiful," He smiled leaning to kiss my neck and kissing my scar the whole length around my neck, "I will be delighted to see it whenever you feel comfortable enough to show it," He said, kissing my lips.

"Thank you, Jack,"

"You're welcome Y/n,"

I yawned a little as I slipped my nightie on struggling a little as I discovered a large rip in the side of it, I held the ripped fabric in my hand and glanced back to Jack as he sat in my bed,

"Excuse me?" I glared playfully, "what is this?"

For a moment he didn't have an answer clearly the carriage wheels turning in his mind, as he lay there his back against my pillow, his arm behind his head, the sheets around his waist, before he finally gave me an answer, "I was excited," He shrugged,

"I take it then I should not spend a vast amount on a nightie for our wedding night then?" I giggled getting changed slowly into a day dress for today, standing by my mirror slowly getting on all my various layers often meeting Jack's eyes in the mirror reflection,

"I wouldn't, it's just going to end up in tatters on the bedroom floor anyway," He chuckled as he got out of bed and started to dress himself getting his undergarments and his trousers on before he headed over to me with his suspenders fallen around his waist, "Can you blame me? You've made me wait so long," He cooed wrapping his arms around me and kissing my shoulder even in my half-dressed state,

"I haven't made you wait,"

"You're father then,"

"He just wants to do things properly,"

"Screw properly," He chuckled, "I'd have been happy to marry you by the orange tree the day after your ball you know that darling,"

"I know, but he just wants to do what's best."

"I know," He sighed between kisses, "But our wedding cannot come soon enough,"

"It will fly by I'm sure of it,"

"We can only hope, but... until then do you think we can, have a few more little sleepovers?"

I chuckled, "I'm sure we can," I smiled, "Times father goes out, and you're not too busy,"

"I'm sure I'll make time to come see you, darling," He smiled kissing my cheek before he went to continue getting dressed so I finished up with my dress and grabbed my brush to begin working some of the knots from my hair after such a night of activities,

The door knocked suddenly, "Who is it?"

"Just me Y/n," Miss Hardcastle says from the other side of the door,

I glanced at Jack, "It okay-"

"Go for it," he shrugged,

"Come in!" I called sitting on my bed as I kept brushing,

The door opened and Miss Hardcastle came inside with the large tray of breakfast, she came through and she looked between me and Jack, I blushed a little and Jack awkwardly smiled at her as he tossed his shirt between his hands to find the right way to get it on after he had tossed it last night, she set the tray down on the bed beside me, and straightened her dress and turned to me,

"Well... I can't fault your anatomy." She glared before she headed out shutting the door behind her,

"what did she mean?" Jack asked as he tucked his shirt into his trousers,

"What?" I blushed,

"what did she mean she can't fault your anatomy?" He chuckled,

"Nothing..." I answered sheepishly,

"Y/n." He warns,

"I may have... drawn you,"

"Drawn me?"

"Maybe..."

"Awww you are so cute," he cooed kissing my cheek, "That's adorable,"

"You're not mad?"

"Why would I be mad at you drawing me darling? It's cute," He smiled before he took my brush from me and gently brushed my hair for me,

"Ummmm..." I hummed a little enjoying the feeling of him brushing my hair and putting it into a long braid for me,

"There we are, all beautiful." he cooed kissing my shoulder, "So... do I get to see it?"

"See what?" I giggled,

"You're drawing of me?"

"Oh uhhh..."

"Come on I'm curious,"

"I don't know,"

"I'll draw you too if you want me to," he cooed, "I will warn you I have no skills in drawing so... you may look like a stick figure with hair and boobs,"

I laughed and pushed him away, "After breakfast,"

"After breakfast," he agreed,

We both moved and cuddled up together on the bed as we shared our breakfast,

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the-fiction-witch · 8 months

Text

Mrs Dawkins P18 - P22

Media The Artful Dodger

Character Jack Dawkins

Couple Jack X Reader

Rating Sweet + Flirty

Series: Mrs Dawkins

P1 - P5 P6-P10 P11-13 P14-17

I barely slept, I had been crying all night.

I didn't eat, I didn't want to.

Still in my dress from last night at the breakfast table,

My father noticed at breakfast but didn't speak about it, Miss Hardcastle could tell something was wrong but I didn't answer any of her questions.

After enough of showing my face I got up and went back to my room, as I left I heard my father quickly ask.

"What's going on with her?"

"I don't know sir..."

"Well, find out." He demanded,

And of course, she began to follow me all the way back to my bed.

Once I collapsed on my tear-stained pillows, she shut the door and locked it, she came to stand by my bed patiently.

"Something you wish to speak about Miss Everset?"

"No."

"Y/n?" Her tone softened,

I peeked out from my pillow, "Yes?"

"What has gotten you so upset today?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

She rolled her eyes and sighed, "Let me take a guess this has something to do with Dr Dawkins?"

I nodded

"I thought as much." She said, "What's happened?"

"You won't tell father?"

"No. Unless I need to..."

"Need to?"

"Only if I have to start measuring your waist?"

"No."

"Then I won't tell him."

I opened my drawer and handed her the note from last night, she took it and read it over,

"This from your ball?"

I nodded,

"So what happened last night?"

"He never came."

"He what!" She said but then stiffened herself, "He what?"

"He never came, I went out as soon as darkness fell last night."

"I remember you leaving yes,"

"And he never came, I waited for hours. He didn't show."

"I see, I can whisper this to your father and have him send a man to bootkick the doctor down a stairwell."

"No, it's fine I just want time alone."

"Understandable, I will tell your father your monthly sickness is causing trouble so he does not pry," she said going to my door, "Do try not to let your heart shatter over him Y/n,"

She left and shut my door but I couldn't help but be snarky, "Easy for you to say."

I spent the day in bed unable to really feel like existing.

I had read books that told tales of heartbreak and heard people talk of the pain, but I suppose a part of me never truly believed them. I didn't believe my heart's foolishness could cause me physical pain.

Every so often Miss Hardcastle would check on me or bring me food, often taking it away again on her next visit, but late in the afternoon, she came in with a small but sweet bundle of flowers in a grubby tankard.

I sat up and glared a little as she set the display on my table.

"What is that grimy thing?"

"It's a gift."

"A gift? From who?"

"It just arrived, one of your suitors had it sent to you."

"Oh." I sighed,

"Try to enjoy them." She said before she left the room,

I looked at the flowers some daises stuffed in a tankard, they were cheap, would likely die tomorrow and didn't really have much thought to them but still, I felt thankful someone sent them. I stood from my bed and went over to them checking the flowers, they were pretty I guess. I grabbed my jug from the side and went to give them some water in the hope they'd survive at least till tomorrow, I pulled the flowers a little to get space to pour in the water and I spotted a label around them.

So I plucked the label off and checked the name as I removed the flowers completely and began to pour in the water,

'To Miss Y/n Everset

From

Dr Jack Dawkins.'

I froze up stopping the flow of water, I felt so tearful to read his name, my heart ached so badly, and as I looked at the flowers I felt sick, to think he had done this to me and just tried to satisfy me with a bunch of cheap half dead daisies.

I Threw the flowers and tankard off my table letting them and the water scatter across my floor.

But as it did the tankard revealed a letter hidden up in the bottom soaked from the water I poured, I quickly grabbed it saving it from utter destruction and moved to my fire sitting it as close to the flame as I could before It would damage it further slowly drying the cream envelope as soon as it was dry I opened it having to hold it carefully, the page water damaged and some ink spreading any moment more It would have been unreadable.

'Dearest Y/n,

I beg your forgiveness, even if I do not deserve it.

I know you likely do not wish to hear from me much less forgive me, but I only pray you will at least read my words.

I cannot express the heaviness in my heart for what I have done, the pain I must have caused you.

Believe I had every intention of meeting you last night, I was looking forward to seeing you again, I was giddy with the thought of what we would do, what we would discuss, and even just seeing you again.

I am so sorry for not coming, I know I have likely broken your heart and believe me when I say it has broken my own.

But, circumstances prevented our meeting,

A man came in last night just before I left, he needed emergency surgery, the other surgeon was out, and the prof drunk beyond wakening.

By the time I was finished, it was too late, I did come to the bench but by then it was almost morning and I had missed you.

I know that is not the best reason to stand up a girl like you,

Just know truly, if I could have come I would have, and I would have cherished our time together.

I feel monstrous for causing you such pain, and I can barely stand the pain myself.

I do not expect you to forgive me, But I beg for one more chance.

Do you think you could be merciful enough to give it?

And even if not, could I at least say goodbye properly?

If you will grant me this, I swear on my life, I WILL be at our bench tonight.

From dusk to dawn if I must.

Meet me there and I promise you I will apologise a thousand times,

And if you forgive me, I swear to you, I will do anything you ask of me.

I pray I will see you tonight my darling y/n.

Yours affectionately

Jack X'

I was unsure, I had felt so betrayed by him.

I had already wallowed in sadness for so long, but part of me did want to see him even if I did not forgive him at least to hear him out.

If I don't go tonight, this will surely be over.

and if I do, there is at least hope.

I don't know if I can forgive him... and even if I did who's to say this won't happen again, who's to say I simply am a kiss and run, who's to say I am... something worse, simply one of many girls he tosses around like this but the least I can do is be merciful and fulfil his request.

I brushed my hair and put on a dress, I felt nervous and afraid but I had hope even if it may have only been a fool's hope. I wanted so badly to believe him, I wanted to trust Jack, I wanted to see him even to just hear him explain himself. I snuck out the kitchen door and headed out of the garden I made sure not to be seen as I headed out and through the grass. I found the little bench and took myself a seat taking an orange in hand to toss it back and forth between my hands. I sat and counted the stars doing my best not to cry, to think I was here again waiting.

"Where are you, Jack?" I whispered my fear overflowing.

After a while, I took the orange set it on the grass gave it a gentle push to let it roll away through the garden grass.

"I don't know why I trusted you..." I sighed,

But I felt something hit my ankle, I looked down and saw the orange had rolled back to me hitting my ankle, for a moment I was confused but I looked in the direction I had rolled it.

And there he was.

Dressed the same as he was when I gave him my invitation, his brown trousers, white shirt, blue waistcoat, his purple coat and hat in hand.

"You came?" He smiled,

"So did you," I nodded,

"You look beautiful,"

"Thank you,"

"I uhh I wanna come closer I'm a little afraid you're mad at me." He chuckled tentatively taking a step or two closer, "Will you let me explain myself?"

"You May Dr Dawkins." I nodded,

He seemed upset but did his best to smile, "I am sorry, that's all I can say I'm sorry. I wanted to be here, more than anything. I'd been thinking about you all night, all day, you have no idea how much I was looking forward to seeing you." He said, "I went up to get changed and ready to come to see you then some guy comes in with a bloody hernia, Sneed was off god knows where and Prof was two bottles of whiskey deep into a desk nap. I didn't much have a choice, ended up being more complicated and by the time I got him sewn up... it was too late." He explained, "I did come, on a fool's hope you might still have been waiting for me, but you weren't. I don't blame you for giving up on me. I'd have done the same. I wanted to come to your window and apologise but - I don't know which is yours."

I chuckled a little,

"yeah, and I didn't exactly wanna guess wrong and get your Governess,"

"She's have pointed you in the right direction."

"So she is?"

"She seems to be," I nodded, "For now anyway."

"Great, I uhh I didn't wanna guess and get your father either I uhh I feel like that'd be a bit hard to explain."

Such an image tickled me of the thought of Jack climbing the windows to come to see me and finding himself at my father's window, I could Imagine my father's face, and Jack's.

"Ohh yes, Hello sir, what am I doing art your window? well uhhh no reason just on a stroll, you wouldn't happen to be able to direct me to your daughter would you?"

I couldn't hold back my laughter but neither could he, "I don't know, you're a doctor just say you're on your rounds."

"Ohh god no, some of these ladies in town here Doctors are making late-night bedroom window visits I'll never get any sleep." He laughed, "Do you think you can forgive me?"

"... I do."

He smiled and closed the gap between us taking my hands, "I was so afraid you'd never wanna speak to me again,"

"I very nearly didn't but the flowers were sweet."

"I'm glad you liked them, May I?"

"You may," I nodded,

He took the seat beside me set his hat on the side and slipped off his jacket, "I have missed you terribly."

"As have I," I smiled, "But..." I said as I took my hand from his.

"You're still upset with me?"

"Somewhat,"

"I will apologise a hundred times if that's what it'll take for you to forgive me."

"I do forgive you Jack, I just... I am struggling to have the trust you will not do it again."

"I wish I could swear I never will again, I wish I could." He said, "I think that brings us nicely to what I wanted to discuss last night, You and I. And the... The way we are to continue if that is even something you want?" He explained, "Is it something you want?"

"It is. Is it something you want?"

"More than anything." he nodded, "In that case there are things we both need to accept and understand."

"Yes, I'm sure there are." I nodded,

"The first is the hardest... if you want us to have a future together-"

"I do. I truly do."

"As do I, but if we are. The first thing you must come to understand is my job." He said, "I am a doctor. And Yes if we are to continue and our feelings grow, and one day our bud blooms into something more then Yes. You will be the most important thing in my world, but you must understand I am a doctor, I have a duty of care to all those in Port Victory. As much as you will be above all else you must understand I cannot turn my back on someone for your sake."

I nodded, "I wouldn't ask such a thing of you Jack,"

"You wouldn't?"

"No, Your work should be over me always."

"I don't want to have it be over you-"

"But it should, the greater good is that your work matters more than me. it would be selfish and cruel of me to keep you from your work, to take you away from it, even if you wish to spend time with me," I explained, "The life of a man, woman or child in your care should always trump my emotions."

"So you understand that?"

"I do, and I wouldn't have it any other way." I nodded, "Such is a choice one makes when one enters a relationship with a doctor."

"So we're entering a relationship now?" he flirtatiously smiled,

"I do hope so,"

"I hope so too." he nodded,

"I too have something I wish for you to understand."

"Of course,"

"I... I admit I have not always had this life, this level of society does still feel foreign to me,"

"You fear I will not be able to keep you?"

"No, no it's nothing like that. I... I know that this is not London, and I'm sure things are different given the change of circumstances, however. The rules of society apply here as much as they would in England, in India, in preu or even here in Port Victory," I explained, "Society has rules Jack, and I know already we have broken many of them, but if we are to go forward I would like us to do things properly, for the sake of my father, my family, That is something I need you to understand."

"You, want me to follow the society rules?"

"I do. And I hope you understand if this is to work, they must be followed. and if not then I do not wish us to."

He sat for a moment silently, he for a moment counted the stars, then chewed on his lip, before finally his eyes met mine again.

"I understand," he nodded, "If things continue they will continue properly, But I ask that you give me some leniency."

"Leniency?"

"I am a doctor, I spent a long time as a boy without social rules, and even longer on a ship in the navy where again the rules are... not as straightforward. I will do as you ask, I understand this is what you want but I ask you to be merciful and lenient at least early on, there are rules I do not know, will you be kind to me and let me off one or two for my ignorance?"

"I will allow that," I nodded, "That's only fair, but if I explain you a rule I do not expect to have it broken again."

"That's agreeable," he nodded.

"Good," I smiled, "So..."

"So..."

"I suppose now is the faithful question..."

"I suppose it is, May I ask you first?"

"You may,"

He smiled and looked into my eyes with a gentle smile, "Where do you see us? Where do you want us to go? Sweet Y/n, what future do you want for us?" He asked, "No matter your answer I will still tell you my own."

For a moment blushed, the heat rose in my cheeks, I felt outlandish but I wanted to be honest with him, there was no point in being untruthful.

"I see a life for us if you want one, I see us going forward, I want a future with you Jack,"

I held my breath waiting for his answer but it came swiftly,

"As do I." He smiled, "I want us to move forward, I do not want this to be a fling of a few evenings, I want us to be far more than that."

"You truly see a future for us?"

"I do, if you want one with me."

"I do if you want one with me too."

"I can't think of anything I want more." He smiled, "And as you know the social rules, where do we go from here?"

"Well, we can meet a few more times briefly and formally so long as my father is present, we may write to one another, and you may visit the house so long as my father agrees on it."

"And after that?"

"After that, we are to begin a courtship."

"A courtship?"

"Yes,"

"forgive me, I have never courted a lady before."

"No?"

"No. I am unfamiliar with the rules,"

"Well, you would of course have to ask my father for permission to court me, he would likely ask you a lot of questions,"

"I see, and if he was to allow us to court?"

"Then we would do so, we would court for a time, a few months at least, the shortest courtship my father will allow is six months."

"You've asked him?"

"I did, we spoke after my ball about men we agree upon,"

"Was... I on that list?"

"You were." I blushed,

"So your father is aware that you have an interest in me?"

"He is aware, I'm sure if you were to ask him for a meeting or even to discuss courtship it would not come as a surprise to him,"

"I see, and in this six months what are the rules?"

"We will be chaperoned,"

"Always?"

"Always." I nodded, "Our hands will not touch, we will not enter tight spaces together, our feelings and affairs will be our own other than in penmanship, we cannot travel alone, money must never cross our hands, we cannot give gifts, and of course, intimacy would be... utterly forbidden."

He gave me a look "Are you quite serious?"

"I am, such is the way of courting Dr Dawkins,"

"But... I've already kissed you."

"And that will have to remain our secret. Perhaps... we may exchange a kiss during our courtship secretly."

"You would permit me this? even if it breaks the rules?"

"I would, it seems foolish when we have already done so."

"And after six months of... courting, of being chaperoned and watched over without even a touch of your gloved hand. What then?"

"Engagement."

"Engagement?" he chuckled, "We'd get engaged?"

"We would, it is the outcome of courting, one should not court if you do not intend to engage, it is cruel to all involved."

"Understandable, don't want to waste your time." He nodded, "How would we go about our engagement?"

"Well, of course, you'd have to ask Father's permission, present me with a ring then you'd take over as my protector, we could go as we like unchaperoned, we could be alone together, we could be intimate privately as far as engagement allows."

"And how far does engagement allow?"

"So long as our wedding night is our first night together everything else would potentially be on the table."

"I see, and how long would our engagement last?"

"As long or as short as you wanted from then we would get married."

"Married, And I could make you Mrs Dawkins?"

"You could,"

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay, then that is how we shall move forward. I... don't know how long I will be able to stand being away from you, but I will write a letter to your father tonight to arrange our first formal meeting."

"I look forward to it." I blushed,

"As do I," He smiled, "and... perhaps if you, really couldn't wait to see me." he suggested playfully, "I am a doctor, and I'm sure if a young lady had a... tummy ache or headache I could perhaps pop by on my rounds?"

"That would be against the rules Jack,"

"I know, forgive me-"

"I think I'd allow it."

"Would you?"

"I think I would,"

He blushed a little, "You think you'd allow me... to deliver letters to you? myself? perhaps... via your balcony?"

I giggled, "Ohh?"

"I just don't want to risk our words being read by eyes over than our own."

"I think I could allow it."

"Do you think you'd allow me... to blow you kisses on your balcony?"

"I think I'd allow it if you permitted me to blow you kisses back Jack,"

"Humm" He chuckled, "Let me put it this way, you may want us to do things with the rules of society and etiquette and I am willing to go along with all of these rules for the sake of my feelings for you." he explained, "But, when it comes to me. I will not stop you, and I will allow my dearest darling to break as many rules as she pleases with me."

"You would?"

"I would, my... reputation, or lack thereof does not concern me. I do not fear gossip and talk, if my darling wants to do something with me, I will not stop her."

"Even if I was to... kiss you, or touch you, or -"

"Anything my little lady wants." He cooed,

"As much as I would adore indulging such a luxury, it's getting late we don't want to get caught again."

"Of course, get to bed don't let me keep you."

"Will I hear from you soon?"

"I will write and arrange a meeting with your father as soon as I get home, and I promise you will soon find me at your balcony with a letter for my dearest darling,"

"I look forward to it. Goodnight Jack."

"Goodnight Y/n."

I smiled and gave his lips a small kiss, his hand gently cupped my cheek as I kissed him, and he softly kissed me back. It felt as fantastic as our last kiss, and I never wanted it to end. But my fears took over and I moved back, I got up and adjusted my dress and he stood and fixed himself. "Sleep well Jack,"

"Sleep well yourself Y/n," he smiled kissing my hand before he began to leave the garden, and I headed back towards the house our slow steps letting our hands be slowly dragged apart, "Plesant dreams,"

"I will try, do try to have pleasant dreams yourself."

"I shall try, they will all be of you I am sure."

"As will mine," I blushed I blew him a kiss and he blew one back before we each went on our way.

I smiled listening to the bird's charming song, my head against my pillow, my arms around the cotton case stuffed with feathers, my nose nuzzling into the soft cotton, the sheets wrapped up around my legs, I felt so joyous, so peaceful, so utterly smitten with all things. I found myself in the half cling of sleep muttering as if my dreams and wakening were fighting for dominance over my body and mind, My sleep letting these words slip through.

"Ummm... Ummmm... Jack... ummmm... Jack... ummmm... My sweet Jack..." I muttered between my sheets, I blushed when It truly occurred to me what I was doing and I couldn't hold back my giggles, "Ummm... How I long to be in your arms, I can only imagine how long we shall have to wait until you and I can truly lay in my bed together, locked in one another's arms, I imagine now until were engaged." I blushed my fingers stroking the cotton of the pillowcase imagining the folders and hems of his white cotton shirt, dreaming for a moment more than his chest lay below my head, "But, something tells me my sweet Jack will not be able to wait so long." I giggled,

But I forced myself up and got dressed for the day, I sang along with the sweet birds outside my balcony window, unable to stop myself from doing a little dance to the song.

I heard the door open and Miss Hardcastle came in seeming surprised to see me this way, "My, You certainly have changed your tune."

"Certainly, why would I need to be gloomy when there is such wonder in the world?" I smiled taking her hand and dancing with her as I sang,

She was shocked and confused, moving away from my madness. "Well, this can surely only mean one of two things so either you lost your interest in Dr Dawkins quickly and have found another boy to ... fawn over." She said but I ignored her, "Or? am I to take it the day of you laying in bed as if the very world was ending was all for nought?"

I blushed but nodded,

"I see, so we are to take the last twenty-four hours as merely... what we hope shall be the first and last lovers' tiff."

"I'm sure of it." I smiled finishing brushing my hair and scampering down the stairs with joy, I went to the dining room and hugged my father.

"Ohhh hello, my sweet. Someone has leapt out of bed today." He laughed,

"Of course, so much worth getting up for!"

"I'm glad," he chuckled,

I took my seat and thanked the maid for my breakfast, I ate away at it kicking my feet from excitement and struggling to even stay still in my chair which was noticed by everyone. After a while one of the maids brought my father the post, I didn't much worry over it enjoying the last of my toast as he flicked through it sorting into little piles on the table depending on the business they were regarding.

"Humm?" He pondered to himself at one of them, he took the knife and opened the letter unfolding it and reading over the letter, He kept glancing up at me as he read it over and my curiosity grew as to why.

"Yes, father?"

"We have received a letter."

"Oh?"

"From one of your potential suitors."

"Ohh... I see." I said trying to hide my excitement but also my concern. "Is he one from the list?"

"Yes, You're only yes." He said

Miss Hardcastle and I shared a look, she knew, and she knew I knew, but we both had a silent agreement that some secrets are best kept from father. And my heart melted, that Jack had done as he said he would, he must have written it and sent it last night for it to arrive this morning. I wanted to know what was said but I was almost positive my father wouldn't tell me.

"Oh... My only yes." I nodded, "What does it say pray tell?"

"He has written to express his official interest in you." He smiled, "You're first of such letters."

"Ohh my, he has?" I smiled pretending I didn't already know,

"He has, very strongly in fact." He said, "He wishes to ask for a formal visit."

"He does, Ohhh..." I blushed trying to hide that I already knew,

"Well... as he is your one yes? Shall we write him back?"

I did my best not to look at Egar as I answered "I think that would be lovely Father."

"As do I, I shall write him back to arrange a formal visit. I take it the sooner the better?"

"I think so," I blushed,

"Alright, then again why waste the paper if we want sooner... I'll pop into the hospital today after my meeting." he smiled, "How does that sound?"

"I think that's perfect father."

I smiled so happily as I got into my dress for the afternoon, I stood by my ottoman looking at my mirror's reflection as Miss Hardcastle helped me into my dress, my hair and make-up, all done already, even if nothing compared to my debutant ball but still impressive. I know she wanted to do more for what would be my first official date but I slowed her intentions down a little stumbling and reminding her that Jack and I had seen each other more than once already. Of course, tried to push her more towards my ideas as if that is what Jack would prefer.

"Are you sure this needs to stay?" She asked as she finished with my little grey and blue dress and she looked at the red ribbon around my neck.

"I'm sure." I nodded,

"Miss Everset I know you have-"

"Lisa. Please. It needs to stay."

"If this man... is, a man you see a future with," she said, "You should bare your soul to him, you shouldn't keep yourself concealed."

"I thought this whole issue was to ensure I don't reveal so much,"

"You know what I mean." she rolled her eyes, "You should... let him see the scars of the girl he wants a life with."

"What in case they scare him away?"

"No," she said coming to look over my shoulder to look at the reflection, "Because sometimes seeing the brush lines of a painting makes you appreciate it all the more,"

"I will... In time." I said, "But not yet."

"Alright if you're sure Y/n," she said, "You ready?"

"I am," I blushed Happily fixing my dress and I scampered down the stairs excitedly, I went to the lounge. My father waited with a sweet smile, Miss Hardcastle stood in the corner and I sat on the sofa by the window with some embroidery in hand as I patiently waited.

I was doing my best to contain my excitement, as I waited impatiently.

I heard the door and I did my best not to jump or look too excited, I saw the maid heading to the door, and I hid my blush as I looked to the floor waiting to see if it was who I was already assuming it was.

"Dr Dawkins Has arrived Mr Everset." The maid spoke up,

I hid my blush and did my embroidery trying not to giggle, to think this was real. Jack and I were to see one another without worry of our secret being discovered, he was doing things properly and my father would see his intentions truly,

"Ahh perfect send him in." my father nodded,

and I couldn't help but look up as I saw him, Jack walked into the lounge dressed much as he often was to work at the hospital but clearly a little more cleaned up, we met eyes and for a moment I wanted to cry I was so happy.

"Dr Dawkins, Pleasure to see you again." My father smiled offering his hand,

"Ahh yes Sir, Pleasure to see you again too Mr Everset." Jack smiled taking his hand and giving it a firm gentlemanly shake

"And I'd like to introduce you to Miss Hardcastle my daughter's governess." My father indicated over to her,

"Pleasure to meet you," He smiled taking her hand and kissing it politely,

"And you doctor," she curtsied,

"and of course, My daughter Miss Y/n Everset." My father smiled indicating to me, "Who I am sure you're familiar with," He chuckled,

I smiled and got to my feet and stood with my hand out excitedly,

"Of course, I am delighted to see you again Miss Everset," He smiled kissing my hand,

"as am I Dr Dawkins," I smiled both of us trying to hide our blush given everything we had done and discussed in secret.

"Now, shall we begin?" My father asked,

"yes of course," Jack nodded,

I smiled and took my seat again, and of course, Jack had to sit with my father, and we had to be a good decent space apart due to us not even being courting yet.

My father and Jack discussed very basic things, the weather, the business of the town and other such things to discuss. I stayed quiet but I smiled whenever Jack and I caught eyes, until conversation turned to things I'd be interested.

"So? Tell me about yourself, Dr Dawkins."

"Yes of course, Well I uhh... I uhhh I was born in London England,"

"That right?"

"Yes sir."

"Ahh whereabouts?"

"Uhh... Just uhhh south of Clarkenwell Green."

"Oh, By Jove." he chuckled, "You know I spent quite a time in that area as a young man myself."

"Oh, what a coincidence,"

"In fact, My sweet Y/n was born only just down the road in the small maternity office." He laughed, "Perhaps, well It's ever so unlikely but perhaps once we may have crossed paths?"

"Uhh perhaps yes sir."

"My goodness... you know every day this world expands but then you see a moment such as this and are reminded really just how small it is."

"Yes Sir, Very small indeed."

"Your family?"

"Uhh humble. I didn't know them for long."

"Ahh yes, can be a mean old world."

"It certainly can,"

"And then you trained I suppose, in London?"

"Ohh No actually at uhh at thirteen I joined the Navy under Captain Grim, learnt my medical skills. Hands on. In the field."

"A navy man?"

"Yes Sir, a surgeon Lieutenant,"

"My father was a Naval man, died many years ago. I had always intended to follow in his steps but uhh life brought me her own challenges shall we say, it certainly would bring me some joy to... keep the Naval in the family, or the family in the Navy as it were." He chuckled "Of course we are far off from that sort of talk."

"Yes sir."

"How long were you in the Navy?"

"Ten years, sir."

"Ten years my goodness, and then I suppose your skills and history brought you to Port Victory?"

"Yes, The Hospital had just lost its surgeon when I arrived, so I very much took up the role."

"I see, I see." he nodded, "You Know Dawkins, I see you as very much a self-made man, that something you'd agree with?"

"Yes, certainly so sir."

"Good man." My father said his hands together on his desk with a wide smile that wouldn't leave him, "I have always thought of myself as a self-made man. Men like us Dawkins, we crawl ourselves up with our nails to get where we want to be, No matter the cost, No matter the time, No matter the pain. I see a lot of myself In you Dawkins."

"Thank you Mr Everset, that uhh that is a compliment I shall treasure."

"I must say, this has been a fantastic afternoon," He nodded, My father glanced at me questioningly and I gave him a smile, "If I may be so bold as to extend you an invitation to dinner on Thursday."

"Ohh yes absolutely, I'd be delighted Mr Everset, I would be thrilled to attend."

"Excellent, I'm sure we'll talk more of this then."

"Is Uhh is that all sir?" Jack spoke up,

"All?"

"I uhh I assumed we uhh we would perhaps discuss things?"

"We have discussed what we need to today, I'm sure we can discuss more at dinner on Thursday."

"Yes sir, forgive me I-"

"It's alright, I know my daughter is... Excited about you. I assume then you are of her too?"

Jack blushed, "I undoubtedly am sir,"

"Alright, we will discuss it on Thursday." He said, "Pleasure to spend the time with you Dr Dawkins, and I look forward to seeing you Thursday."

"As do I, thank you, sir."

They shook hands and he kissed Miss Hardcastle's hand, and then he took my own with a smile,

"I look forward to seeing you again Miss Everset,"

"As do I Dr Dawkins," I smiled

He kissed my hand and was led away with the maid and Miss Hardcastle.

My father glared at me as soon as we were alone. "He's an... Interesting gent."

"That he is father,"

"After today, is he still at the top of your list?"

"Yes."

"Do you still have... ambitions for him to court you?"

"I do."

"Very well, he certainly has ambitions to court you, that much is obvious." he laughed, "We will... touch on the topic at dinner on Thursday and if he wants to court you he can come to me the shortest courtship I'll allow is six months."

"You'll really allow us to court after just my ball and two evenings?"

"Y/n. My sweet." he chuckled, "I'm not stupid."

"Father?"

"I'm not stupid Y/n. You two are sweet on one another even a blind man can see as much. and I know... you two have spoken outside of these realms."

"I uhh I uhh-"

"Don't try to deny it," he chuckled,

"I won't. Did Miss-"

"No. Do you really think I wouldn't have taken notice, when I so clearly see my daughter is in love? and thus kept more tabs on her than I would have normally."

"I am sorry Father I-"

"Don't be sorry my sweet." He smiled, "I know how young love works." he smiled, "I will allow courtship as soon as he asks for it. It would be foolish to force you to be apart when you are merely to sneak away anyway."

"Thank you, Daddy," I smiled rushing over to give him a tight hug,

"It's alright My sweet. Love... it's a magical thing. You remember what I told you the day of your Ball?"

I smiled and repeated his words back, "When you see him, when you speak to him when you and him touch hands, there should be this... spark that makes you believe you're the only two people in the world"

"And even I can see, the moment he touches your hand, for both of you it's like you're all that exists?"

"It is the father."

"I knew so." he laughed, "But mostly because..." he said as he took my chin gently, "You Give Dr. Dawkins, The very look that I once saw in your mother when she used to look at me." He said getting choked up, "And the very look I see on him is that which I used to witness in the mirror whenever I looked, or even thought of your mother." He smiled, "If this is the man you want, I could not bare stand in your way." He said, "Go on now, up to bed my sweet."

"Thank you, Father, Goodnight."

"Goodnight," He smiled giving my head a kiss,

I smiled as I did some drawings before bed, still in a frenzy from this afternoon.

When I heard a stone click as it graced my balcony glass.

I didn't want to believe it at first but I so hoped it to be true, I went to the window just as another stone found its way to the glass. Quickly I opened the door and scurried out onto my balcony a small ledge only just large enough to stand myself, beside the tall tree where the bird's nest sat.

I looked across the darkness and saw a figure in the grass,

"Y/n! My darling!"

"Jack!" I hushed, "Quiet! My governess is merely two windows down and even father is not far, You cannot be so loud, we both know the trouble if someone found you here."

"I know, I'm sorry. But... I couldn't stay away."

"Ohh My sweet Jack," I cooed sitting on the stone and making sure my nightie hid me away, "You did so well tonight, I am so proud of you."

"Thank you, I did my best to... Impress your father, I'm not so sure he liked me."

"He likes you very much, He wouldn't have invited you to dinner if he hadn't"

"I suppose not, I look forward to it so much."

"As do I."

"I assume he has spoken with you?"

"He has, at dinner things will be discussed and after that, if you come to him, our courtship will be permitted."

"Truly?"

"Truly. He seems rather taken with you."

"I'm glad I could impress him enough to make him think I am worthy of his daughter."

"He thinks so, he says he sees a look in you that he saw in himself back when he saw my mother."

"I don't doubt it, I know I... struggle not to look at you, to hide my feelings for you. I hope if we are to court soon my feelings do not need to be such a secret."

"I hope so too." I smiled,

"Will you... allow me to see you again? between tonight and Thursday dinner?"

"I will Jack," I blushed, "I admit... it was hard this evening to see you in my home and yet be forbidden to hold your hand."

"You have no idea, seeing you across the room. I could barely keep my eyes off you. Knowing all I wanted was to go over take you in my arms, kiss you and tell you how I adore you my darling."

"I hope soon, we will be able to do so."

"I'm sure we will, but until then I do not mind visiting my darling as she sits bathed in moonlight," He smiled, "Bright angel, for thou art, As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a wingèd messenger of heaven. Unto the white upturnèd wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him"

I couldn't help my giggles, "Dr Dawkins? I do believe you are reciting that of Romeo and Juliet."

"well, How could I not? when I find myself below your balcony?"

"I would not for the world they saw thee here."

"I have night's cloak to hide me from their eyes, And but thou love me, let them find me here. My life was better ended by their hate, Than death proroguèd, wanting of thy love."

"Ohh Jack," I blushed, "I did not imagine you as one to have read Shakespeare much less Romeo and Juliet. At least not to this familiarity."

"You'd be surprised what you find time for on a ship for ten years." he chuckled, "You seem to know it fondly?"

"A young lady was always encouraged to read the plays,"

"I shall have to re-read, so I may dazzle you with words."

"You have no need to Jack, You're words already dazzle me, and cause me to blush beyond measure."

"You are far too sweet to me my darling," He smiled before he blew me a kiss,

I blushed but blew him a kiss back,

"I cannot explain how beautiful you look, sat on your balcony for me."

"I admit, there is a handsomeness to you in the darkness below my window."

"Ohh I'm more handsome in the dark am I?"

"You know what I meant Jack," I laughed,

"I do, I think it's something of us being alone. Or perhaps that we know we are doing something we shouldn't be."

"I do think that's true." I nodded, "But... it's getting late, you have work tomorrow I do not wish to keep you up longer into the night,"

He smiled a moment but came as close as he could almost whispering in the darkness, "O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?"

I giggled and acted up my best formal tone, "What satisfaction canst thou have tonight?"

"I think we both know the kind of satisfaction I would want, be it something we could do."

"Ohh My..." I blushed, "Doctor Dawkins..."

"But for tonight I will be satisfied with just one kiss."

"...I think I can allow that," I blushed,

He wasted no time, climbing the tree, I admit I worried for him but also was impressed by his agility, he climbed onto a branch a little too low to make the jump onto my balcony but he was close enough, so I held the stone and leant as far as I could before my feet would leave my balcony and he stretched up as much as he could which was enough for our lips to meet.

It felt like the sweetest kiss we had shared, when we pulled back I felt like I was flying.

"Whoa..." he gulped, "I don't know how but every kiss keeps getting better."

"I feel the same," I smiled, "Goodnight Jack,"

"Goodnight Y/n, sleep well my dearest. I will see you soon I promise."

"I will wait, for my Romeo to return, Impatiently"

He chuckled, "I promise it will be as soon as I can, How could I ever leave my Juliet all alone too long" he smiled giving my lips a sweet kiss before he climbed down the tree and blew me a kiss, I blew him a kiss in return before he headed away disappearing into the night.

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