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relaxing sleep.
Chapter 3
Asher groaned, loudly, flipping in his narrow bed, once more, gritting his teeth and trying to remove all images of Angel from his minds. However, it was a hard subject to undertake, his mind had lost leave of all its’ senses, and Asher who’d once prided himself on being above his baser needs, could think only of Angel, and her beautiful smile, her strangely exotic eyes and her womanly scent, that even now, he could still smell. He finally sat up, in the nude as he usually went to bed, and wondered if she too, laid abed thusly, or perhaps carried a white, long virginal gown that would cover her from neck to toes. Shaking his head of such thoughts he stared out the window upon the cobble stoned street below, as still as an apparition, recalling Hunter’s words upon her sharply penned letter to him.
Asher,
Neither Caleb nor David can meet my dearest friend, Angel Barrett, at the dock, Monday, the 21 st of July upon the Freedom Rider, Caleb because an accident at one of his factories and David because he is quite sick. The twins as you know are well into the town of Bath and I refuse to have my husband, mother or father, leave my side until the child has been born. So it would seem that you are the only one able to meet my dearest and only friend from America and bring her to me immediately. And Asher, I warn you, treat her with the utmost respect, cherish her as you do me, do not let her hear your caustic tongue and do not, I repeat, do not try to bed her…or you will be banned from my home indefinitely.
Hunter
Asher had crumbled the letter up, growling in annoyance, well, what use he indeed had for the young woman. And now, as Asher stood at the window, staring into nothingness, he regretted his actions immediately. He wasn’t too sure if Hunter was serious about banning him from her home, but Hunter was stubborn to say the least and she would do it, if the slightest tinkling of inappropriate behavior even touched her ears. Asher just hoped she would be enraptured enough by her new child to forget about her sharp commandments she had uttered, instead focusing all of her time and attention upon the new member of her family.
He wanted at once to ignore Angel and make love to her, sighing in annoyance that this beautiful female had to be his sisters best friend and he wasn’t too sure his sister would forgive him once he’d began a relationship with Angel. And so, perhaps, the best thing to do would be to leave her alone, for the sake of her own good and continued peace with his baby sister, who had a temper that rivaled his own.
Angel woke up well before six, dimly she heard a grandfather clock chime six hours and unable to sleep anymore, even though she’d barely had a decent night, she excitedly got up, wanting to look her best for Asher and feeling once more like a young girl instead of a woman.
Lighting candles in her now cool room, she opened her trunk, pulling out a light blue day dress with a bodice lower than was usual for her and the required undergarments. The gown was high waist and over the light blue cotton a white lace over garment was placed, adding a delicacy to the already beautiful fabric. With that came a bonnet also. Smiling, she turned on the spigot, giving herself a leisurely wash up, scrubbing herself with her own scented soap before slowly combing, her teeth with baking soda and peroxide, and then brushing her hair until it lay in luxurious waves down to her waist, before slowly dressing it, pinning it low and allowing a small bang to escape before sweeping that slightly to the side and allowing loose tendrils to frame her face. She glossed her lips lightly and got dressed rolling on her silk stockings, telling herself she wanted to look presentable for Hunter’s family, but knowing that was a load of crock even her inner self refused to believe. Finally dressed, she repacked her items and
Chapter 3
Asher groaned, loudly, flipping in his narrow bed, once more, gritting his teeth and trying to remove all images of Angel from his minds. However, it was a hard subject to undertake, his mind had lost leave of all its’ senses, and Asher who’d once prided himself on being above his baser needs, could think only of Angel, and her beautiful smile, her strangely exotic eyes and her womanly scent, that even now, he could still smell. He finally sat up, in the nude as he usually went to bed, and wondered if she too, laid abed thusly, or perhaps carried a white, long virginal gown that would cover her from neck to toes. Shaking his head of such thoughts he stared out the window upon the cobble stoned street below, as still as an apparition, recalling Hunter’s words upon her sharply penned letter to him.
Asher,
Neither Caleb nor David can meet my dearest friend, Angel Barrett, at the dock, Monday, the 21 st of July upon the Freedom Rider, Caleb because an accident at one of his factories and David because he is quite sick. The twins as you know are well into the town of Bath and I refuse to have my husband, mother or father, leave my side until the child has been born. So it would seem that you are the only one able to meet my dearest and only friend from America and bring her to me immediately. And Asher, I warn you, treat her with the utmost respect, cherish her as you do me, do not let her hear your caustic tongue and do not, I repeat, do not try to bed her…or you will be banned from my home indefinitely.
Hunter
Asher had crumbled the letter up, growling in annoyance, well, what use he indeed had for the young woman. And now, as Asher stood at the window, staring into nothingness, he regretted his actions immediately. He wasn’t too sure if Hunter was serious about banning him from her home, but Hunter was stubborn to say the least and she would do it, if the slightest tinkling of inappropriate behavior even touched her ears. Asher just hoped she would be enraptured enough by her new child to forget about her sharp commandments she had uttered, instead focusing all of her time and attention upon the new member of her family.
He wanted at once to ignore Angel and make love to her, sighing in annoyance that this beautiful female had to be his sisters best friend and he wasn’t too sure his sister would forgive him once he’d began a relationship with Angel. And so, perhaps, the best thing to do would be to leave her alone, for the sake of her own good and continued peace with his baby sister, who had a temper that rivaled his own.
Angel woke up well before six, dimly she heard a grandfather clock chime six hours and unable to sleep anymore, even though she’d barely had a decent night, she excitedly got up, wanting to look her best for Asher and feeling once more like a young girl instead of a woman.
Lighting candles in her now cool room, she opened her trunk, pulling out a light blue day dress with a bodice lower than was usual for her and the required undergarments. The gown was high waist and over the light blue cotton a white lace over garment was placed, adding a delicacy to the already beautiful fabric. With that came a bonnet also. Smiling, she turned on the spigot, giving herself a leisurely wash up, scrubbing herself with her own scented soap before slowly combing, her teeth with baking soda and peroxide, and then brushing her hair until it lay in luxurious waves down to her waist, before slowly dressing it, pinning it low and allowing a small bang to escape before sweeping that slightly to the side and allowing loose tendrils to frame her face. She glossed her lips lightly and got dressed rolling on her silk stockings, telling herself she wanted to look presentable for Hunter’s family, but knowing that was a load of crock even her inner self refused to believe. Finally dressed, she repacked her items and
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