Mrs. Dawkins (The Artful Dodger) [TBS]

Part 44

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,