I turned over in the bed, crashing into Edward's toned, tattooed chest. Neither of us were wearing anything, both as naked as the day we were born. I couldn't have cared less. The safety of his arms provided the warmth I needed.
"Good morning." Came Edward's deep voice. I let out a content hum.
"Morning." His hands were then in my hair. "I don't think I will be able to ever let you go. I may have to stay with you forever."
"Oh, no, what a shame. Please, don't do that." He groaned sarcastically. "Seriously, I would love for you to stay with me forever. And, after last night..."
"Shush. My mother will hear you speaking. You will wake her up."
"Me wake her up?"
"Piss off."
"The posh one swears?"
"You are such an idiot." I sat up and picked up my night gown and slipped it over my head.
"Oh, come on, just one more peek."
"I need to get dressed. If my mother found out I slept with you last night, she would kill me." I slapped my hand over my mouth. "What if I get pregnant again?" Secretly, I wanted to smile, but knew that now was not the best time.
"You won't. Now, get dressed if you so desperately have to."
I reached my room and spotted Jennifer sitting up in the bed. She was fully dressed, her father's suit jacket and tie hanging over the back of a chair. She had even combed through her hair, loosening her tight curls slightly. I stepped inside and went straight for my wardrobe.
"Are you looking for something to wear today?"
"Yes. I need a comfortable dress, since I will be travelling today."
"I can help you find something." She hopped off of the bed. Her hands trailed through all of my dresses. "These are very pretty."
"Well, I am going to be living with you and your father, so perhaps I could take you shopping for some pretty dresses. I doubt your father has good taste." She shook her head.
"He doesn't. He picked out my shoes." I looked to where a pair of yellowed slip ons with scuffs up the sides sat. "They aren't even in good condition."
"My mother knows lots about shoes, and now I do as well. I could take you shopping for shoes and dresses."
"Ah!" She cheered, pulling a deep red dress from its hanger. I recognised it as one of my dresses without a corset, and it was a bit looser than the rest of my dresses. I took it from her and disappeared behind my changing screen. "I will find shoes as well." I changed quickly, did the ribbon up on the front of the gown and spotted the shoes I had been given. They were a pair of flat shoes, pink with ribbon across them to tie them to your feet. I put those on as well while Jennifer combed my hair, as she had insisted. "I haven't ever seen someone with hair this long. My mama's hair was only to here." She trailed a finger in a horizontal line across my back just under my shoulders. "How do you usually wear your hair?"
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Broken Soldier ~ Assassin's Creed 4
FanfictionA forbidden friendship. One startling mystery. Elisa, the step-daughter of a nobleman, finds herself befriending a man of a different social class than her. Now Elisa must choose between family and friends. Her journey is one of many twists and turn...
