*Ethan*
Tonight is the night that I tell her the truth. While I watch her sip her wine as she waits for the next course to be served, I know I have to tell her. I have delayed long enough.
It has been a little over three weeks since Christmas, since our guests had departed. Our nights have become filled with heated kisses and exploring hands. My nights have become filled with frustration. I want her with a desperation I have never known. Want to unveil her completely, want to worship her from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.
Instead I dive into the pork and try to turn my thoughts elsewhere. “I thought I might go riding tomorrow if the rain stops”. It started just before twilight. Hard, heavy, and chilled.
“To see the tenants?” She asks.
“No, just for pleasure. Perhaps you w
