Abigail struggled to keep the throw pillows she had in her arms in place, it was already late in the night. Mr Elliot wasn't in the room yet and she wasn't sure his grace of letting her sleep on the bed would last to the night. It was probably because she was a bit sick earlier.
And considering how awkward today has been overall she would rather sleep away from his sight. Recently having him around had her unsettled not because she feared his emotional outbursts but something different.
When he is around her, she often feels giddy and nervous. Restless as her heart won't stop pumping faster. And her eyes would travel to his face, studying his angular masculine face, the long lashes of his eyelids falling on his cheekbones, the way she felt like she was melting when he looked at her conce
