The Fault in his Assasin

Chapter 6- Me or Her

Hello my dears...I know, last chapter was shitty but....end of term is crazy and as a senior, I've had a lot to do. 

My grandmother on my dad's side was in the hospital for a few days and just got released. They didn't find anything wrong with her but...she's not doing so great. I think....I think she's dying. My parents won't tell me but...

Yeah, so that's been hard. Anyway, enough about me, on with the story!

Jo POV

As the carriage bumped along to the market, Maggie and I sat close together. I almost laughed at the situation. A target...courting her assassin. Unbelievable. I leaned in for another kiss, moving as close to Maggie as my skirts would allow. The woman happily gave me one, a hand wrapping around to the nape of me neck to hold me to her lips. I sighed into the kiss and smiled. The carriage finally stopped with a jolt and Maggie stepped down first, offering me a hand to help me down.

As we walked through the market, we kept our arms linked. Maggie saw a cloth stall and rushed over, dragging me along with her as her curls obscured my view. While she looked through all the different fabrics and the like, I swept my eyes across the market square, a habit since my street days. I flash of metal caught my eye and I looked at the open window from where it had come, eyes narrowed. Another flash and my eyes widened. Moving with surprising speed, even for myself, I turned and pushed Maggie to the ground, just as an arrow whizzed overhead, embedding itself in the wooden post of the stall. I jumped back up and gazed at the open window. But whoever the archer had been, was long gone. I only knew he had use of a metal crossbow, an extremely rare tool in this age. I frowned, then a whimper drew my attention.

Maggie had sat up, gripping my skirts.

"Jo...Can we go home please?" She whispered, tears pooling in her chocolate eyes.

I pulled her up, hugging her tight, cradling her head with one hand. "Of course, love. Let's go." I guide her to the carriage, giving instruction to Jeeves to not stop for anything.

In the carriage, I hold Maggie close, peppering her face and hands with feather-light kisses. She stopped me, instead pulling me head so our lips meet. My arms wrap around her waist, her arms going 'round my neck, pulling me close.

"I'm sorry, Kitten." I whisper between kisses, my hands running over her back.

"Jo...stay the night with me. I don't want to be alone. Not while my parents are gone." She whimpers and I pause. Highly inappropriate but I can't deny her this small comfort. Not after what just happened. I nod. She gives me a weak smile just as the carriage stopped. Jeeves opens the door and I step out first this time, doing a quick scan of the grounds before turning to help Maggie. We pass Susan as I guide her up to her room and I ask her to bring warm soup and bread to her rooms for our dinner.

I sit Maggie on the bed and have another maid build up the fire. Going to Maggie's wardrobe, I pull out her nightgown and robe, laying them across the back of a chair. I kiss her forehead and run quickly to my room to change as well. Back in her rooms, I tie the sash on my robe and smile at her. I coax Maggie to come stand by me, near the fire. I gently turn her around and begin unbuttoning her dress. The skin above her corset is a peachy- cream and silky to the touch. I pepper her upper back and shoulders with lingering kisses before I can stop myself.

She gasps softly. "Jo?"

I say nothing, continuing to unbutton her dress. I help her step out of the pooled fabric and then begin unlacing her corset. As her skin is revealed inch-by-inch, my desire grows and I lean forward to press a kiss to the nape of her neck.

Maggie POV

I press one hand to my chest, keeping the corset covering my modesty as Jo continues unlacing it. When she kisses my neck, I feel myself flush with pleasure. I keep my back to Jo as I let the corset drop and quickly snatch up my nightgown, slipping it over my head. Keeping my back to her, I slip off my stockings and knickers. when I finally do turn to face her, my face is a bright red.

Jo remains silent, pulling me to her and kissing me softly. I smile and wrap my arms around her neck as her wind around my waist. I pull her closer until there is no space left between us. We stand there, in each-other's arms, trading kisses and nonsensical whispers until there is a knock on my door.

I untangle myself and clear my throat. "Yes?"

Susan opens the door, dropping a cautious curtsy as she brings in the tray. "Shall I warm Miss Jo's room as you eat, little Miss?" she asks.

"No Susan...Jo will be staying here tonight." I answer, voice tight, warning her not to say anything.

Susan's eyes widened but she kept her mouth shut, simply putting the tray down and dropping another curtsy before leaving. Jo closed the door behind her, locking it.

Another short chapter...I'll try updating as frequently as I can. Love you all!