Chapter Eleven
The next morning, Elise was up before the rest of the household stirred. Not that she’d slept much. All night she’d relived the extraordinary events of the past evening. She’d hardly slept a wink reliving the sensations, the emotions, the utter magnificence of the act they shared. When Lia arrived, Elise would have to ask if she could speak to her privately. Her sister-in-law had mentioned before that if Elise wanted or needed certain information, Lia would be more than happy to share with her what she knew.
Elise hoped if such information went so far as these intimacies.
As she remembered the evening, she again grew angry with herself. She was beyond embarrassed to have forgotten his family was in mourning. In her selfishness she’d pressed him to marry as quickly as poss
