*Eden*
My sister wrote in her journal about the gardens and the spectacular display of bursting lights in the sky. “May we stay until after the fireworks?”
He gives me a generous smile that steals every bit of breath from my body. Oh, he is dangerous to my heart. I thought to take advantage, and instead I find myself enthralled by him.
“If it pleases you,” he fairly purrs.
“It would very much.”
“Then stay we shall.”
After he hands me down from the carriage, he gives orders to the driver to return at nine. At the entrance, he pays a shilling for each of us, tucks my arm around his, and leads me through the metal gates into the gardens. The crowd is dense. She-wolves and gents stroll along arm in arm. I suspect most are married and those who aren’t have chaperones nearby. Even a few c
