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hair.
“Do you plan to keep the beard?” she had asked.
“No. I just haven"t shaved because we"ve been
traveling. Why? Would you like me to keep it?”
“Honestly, no. I can"t see much of your face. Does it
feel strange?”
I hadn"t thought about it, so I shrugged. “I don"t
real y know it"s there.”
She looked like she wanted to ask me something.
“What is it?” I prompted.
“You"l think it"s silly.”
Curious, I urged her to continue.
After a moment"s hesitation, she asked, “Can I feel
it?”
I thought it was an odd request but agreed she
could. I stopped the horses so she could move closer to
touch my face.
This time it was her fingers that trembled, which I
found a relief since she was just as human as I was. My
breathing quickened with her sitting close enough to me that
I could almost feel her body against mine. Her fingers lightly
brushed my cheek.
She grinned. “It tickles. And it"s a little rough.”
I smiled at the memory as I shaved. I didn"t care for
the look or feel of it myself, but apparently, some men liked
it. I got dressed in my dark gray suit and returned to the
room.
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She was already dressed, and she was putting her
brush into the carpet bag. She had her hair pulled back into
a braid. When she finished packing, she put her hat on. As
much as she liked to go without it, she realized that wearing
the hat protected her skin from the heat of the summer sun.
“Good morning,” I greeted. I packed my things away
and picked up my blue tie.
She smiled at me. “Did you sleep well?”
“Yes. Spending all day on a wagon wears a person
out. How did you sleep?”
“Wonderfully. It"s good to be clean for a change. I
didn"t realize how much I missed baths until I took one last
night.”
“It does make a person feel better.” I slipped the tie
around my neck and began to tie the knot. I stopped when I
noticed she was staring at me. “Is it the wrong color?”
“No. I...I was just thinking that you are a handsome
man.”
I blushed at her compliment. I didn"t know who felt
more awkward. Final y, I said, “Thank you” and finished
working on my tie. I was glad she liked looking at me. I
wanted to be as desirable to her as she was to me.
“Can I feel your face now that you shaved? I"m
curious to know what the difference is like.”
You can touch me anywhere you want to. “I"m all
yours.” I tried to sound nonchalant about it, but I suspected
she picked up on my excitement.
I stood still as she walked over to me and gently
stroked my face. She had wonderful hands. I wondered
how they would feel on other parts of my body. My face
tingled at her touch. I longed to take her hand and kiss it but
forced myself to remain still. Her fingers lingered on my
cheek.
“I like it,” she whispered. Was she as excited as I
was? “It"s smooth but masculine.” She blushed and quickly
put her hand down. Then she turned to put on her shoes.
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I pushed aside my disappointment and picked up our
luggage. I missed her touch.
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Chapter Eight
Ann’s Point of View
When we reached Jamestown, a sense of peace
washed over me. I gazed upon the flat farm lands further
out of town.
He pointed north. “The way to our house is in that
direction.”
“It"s beautiful,” I whispered. A strong wind tossed my
braid around so that it flapped against my back. It wasn"t
this windy in Virginia.
He urged the horses forward. “I saw pictures of this
place, but it didn"t prepare me for it. I"m glad we came
here.”
I turned my attention to the town. It was smaller than
the one we grew up in. Even the houses were smaller than
what I was used to, and it didn"t appear that any of them had
servants. The people dressed in a different material and
style than I was accustomed to. I felt sorely out of place
here but was
“Do you plan to keep the beard?” she had asked.
“No. I just haven"t shaved because we"ve been
traveling. Why? Would you like me to keep it?”
“Honestly, no. I can"t see much of your face. Does it
feel strange?”
I hadn"t thought about it, so I shrugged. “I don"t
real y know it"s there.”
She looked like she wanted to ask me something.
“What is it?” I prompted.
“You"l think it"s silly.”
Curious, I urged her to continue.
After a moment"s hesitation, she asked, “Can I feel
it?”
I thought it was an odd request but agreed she
could. I stopped the horses so she could move closer to
touch my face.
This time it was her fingers that trembled, which I
found a relief since she was just as human as I was. My
breathing quickened with her sitting close enough to me that
I could almost feel her body against mine. Her fingers lightly
brushed my cheek.
She grinned. “It tickles. And it"s a little rough.”
I smiled at the memory as I shaved. I didn"t care for
the look or feel of it myself, but apparently, some men liked
it. I got dressed in my dark gray suit and returned to the
room.
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Falling In Love With Her Husband
She was already dressed, and she was putting her
brush into the carpet bag. She had her hair pulled back into
a braid. When she finished packing, she put her hat on. As
much as she liked to go without it, she realized that wearing
the hat protected her skin from the heat of the summer sun.
“Good morning,” I greeted. I packed my things away
and picked up my blue tie.
She smiled at me. “Did you sleep well?”
“Yes. Spending all day on a wagon wears a person
out. How did you sleep?”
“Wonderfully. It"s good to be clean for a change. I
didn"t realize how much I missed baths until I took one last
night.”
“It does make a person feel better.” I slipped the tie
around my neck and began to tie the knot. I stopped when I
noticed she was staring at me. “Is it the wrong color?”
“No. I...I was just thinking that you are a handsome
man.”
I blushed at her compliment. I didn"t know who felt
more awkward. Final y, I said, “Thank you” and finished
working on my tie. I was glad she liked looking at me. I
wanted to be as desirable to her as she was to me.
“Can I feel your face now that you shaved? I"m
curious to know what the difference is like.”
You can touch me anywhere you want to. “I"m all
yours.” I tried to sound nonchalant about it, but I suspected
she picked up on my excitement.
I stood still as she walked over to me and gently
stroked my face. She had wonderful hands. I wondered
how they would feel on other parts of my body. My face
tingled at her touch. I longed to take her hand and kiss it but
forced myself to remain still. Her fingers lingered on my
cheek.
“I like it,” she whispered. Was she as excited as I
was? “It"s smooth but masculine.” She blushed and quickly
put her hand down. Then she turned to put on her shoes.
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Falling In Love With Her Husband
I pushed aside my disappointment and picked up our
luggage. I missed her touch.
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Falling In Love With Her Husband
Chapter Eight
Ann’s Point of View
When we reached Jamestown, a sense of peace
washed over me. I gazed upon the flat farm lands further
out of town.
He pointed north. “The way to our house is in that
direction.”
“It"s beautiful,” I whispered. A strong wind tossed my
braid around so that it flapped against my back. It wasn"t
this windy in Virginia.
He urged the horses forward. “I saw pictures of this
place, but it didn"t prepare me for it. I"m glad we came
here.”
I turned my attention to the town. It was smaller than
the one we grew up in. Even the houses were smaller than
what I was used to, and it didn"t appear that any of them had
servants. The people dressed in a different material and
style than I was accustomed to. I felt sorely out of place
here but was
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