first.”
There was no way I was going to stand up with her looking
at me. I didn"t want her to see how aroused I was. I cleared
my throat. “You can put it on in the third bedroom.” Or you
can put it on right here.
She blushed. “Oh.” She quickly tightened the top of
her robe.
I sighed. I was hoping she wouldn"t remember to do
that.
“I"l be right back,” she said before she left the room.
I jumped off the bed and opened the window so that
the fresh, cool air would calm me down. There was no way
that the dress would look better than her wearing nothing.
She was incredible.
When she returned, she wore the dress. I breathed
a sigh of relief. I didn"t think I could handle watching her in
her robe anymore.
She ran to the mirror and examined her reflection.
“This is a wonderful dress. How did you know my
measurements?”
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Now that she was fully dressed, I could concentrate
again. “That was easy. I took that pink dress you wore at
the dance to Mrs. Rhodes.”
“It fits better than that dress.”
“I told her the pink dress was a little tight because
you felt faint in it.”
She went to the mirror and combed her hair which
was drying nicely. She placed the bonnet on her head and
turned to me. “What do you think?”
“You"re the best looking woman I"ve ever seen,” I
whispered.
She beamed. “That is very thoughtful of you to say.”
She walked over to me and hugged me. “Thank you. This
is the best gift anyone"s ever given me.”
“You had better dresses back in Virginia.” It felt so
good to hold her.
“But this took some thought.”
“I know how much you like dresses.”
“Todd, you"re the best husband a woman could ask
for. I"m very thankful you love me so wel .” She kissed me
on the cheek.
I turned my head in hopes she would kiss me on the
mouth, but she had already pulled away from me and was
admiring the dress in the mirror.
“I think I"l take that bath now,” I weakly said before I
left the room.
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Chapter Eleven
Ann’s Point of View
I was thankful for the fall season. It was good to feel
the cool breezes drift in through the open windows. Early in
October, I woke up and realized I had finally forgiven Kent
and Rebecca. I was relieved and happy to be able to move
on with my life.
Since Todd and I slept in separate bedrooms, I
wasn"t aware he had trouble sleeping. How many sleepless
nights had he spent pacing in his bedroom or downstairs in
the parlor?
I wouldn"t have even known he was having trouble
sleeping if I hadn"t gotten cold in the middle of the night and
had to close my window. I realized I was thirsty, so I
decided to go to the kitchen to get some water. On my way
down the steps, I heard the sound of footsteps in the parlor.
I gasped and stood still, afraid to move. I held my breath
and considered what to do. Suddenly, it occurred to me that
an intruder wouldn"t spend so much time in one place.
I slowly walked down the stairs and tiptoed to the
sound, curious as to what Todd would be doing up at such a
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late hour. I was ready to let my presence be known when I
saw him, slouched over the desk in the parlor. The
candlelight by his side showed his worried expression. I
stayed out of sight in the shadows. He was greatly troubled.
He never told me anything was bothering him, so I had no
idea what it could be. He sighed loudly, stood up and paced
in front of the desk, sat back down in front of a pile of
papers, wrote something down, threw his pen down in
aggravation and paced the floor again. Obviously, whatever
he was writing wasn"t working. Final y, he blew out the
candle and walked back up the stairs. I quietly hid in the
shadows.
Once he shut his bedroom door, I crept over to the
desk and pulled open the drawer that contained the papers
he had been scribbling on. I pushed
There was no way I was going to stand up with her looking
at me. I didn"t want her to see how aroused I was. I cleared
my throat. “You can put it on in the third bedroom.” Or you
can put it on right here.
She blushed. “Oh.” She quickly tightened the top of
her robe.
I sighed. I was hoping she wouldn"t remember to do
that.
“I"l be right back,” she said before she left the room.
I jumped off the bed and opened the window so that
the fresh, cool air would calm me down. There was no way
that the dress would look better than her wearing nothing.
She was incredible.
When she returned, she wore the dress. I breathed
a sigh of relief. I didn"t think I could handle watching her in
her robe anymore.
She ran to the mirror and examined her reflection.
“This is a wonderful dress. How did you know my
measurements?”
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Now that she was fully dressed, I could concentrate
again. “That was easy. I took that pink dress you wore at
the dance to Mrs. Rhodes.”
“It fits better than that dress.”
“I told her the pink dress was a little tight because
you felt faint in it.”
She went to the mirror and combed her hair which
was drying nicely. She placed the bonnet on her head and
turned to me. “What do you think?”
“You"re the best looking woman I"ve ever seen,” I
whispered.
She beamed. “That is very thoughtful of you to say.”
She walked over to me and hugged me. “Thank you. This
is the best gift anyone"s ever given me.”
“You had better dresses back in Virginia.” It felt so
good to hold her.
“But this took some thought.”
“I know how much you like dresses.”
“Todd, you"re the best husband a woman could ask
for. I"m very thankful you love me so wel .” She kissed me
on the cheek.
I turned my head in hopes she would kiss me on the
mouth, but she had already pulled away from me and was
admiring the dress in the mirror.
“I think I"l take that bath now,” I weakly said before I
left the room.
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Falling In Love With Her Husband
Chapter Eleven
Ann’s Point of View
I was thankful for the fall season. It was good to feel
the cool breezes drift in through the open windows. Early in
October, I woke up and realized I had finally forgiven Kent
and Rebecca. I was relieved and happy to be able to move
on with my life.
Since Todd and I slept in separate bedrooms, I
wasn"t aware he had trouble sleeping. How many sleepless
nights had he spent pacing in his bedroom or downstairs in
the parlor?
I wouldn"t have even known he was having trouble
sleeping if I hadn"t gotten cold in the middle of the night and
had to close my window. I realized I was thirsty, so I
decided to go to the kitchen to get some water. On my way
down the steps, I heard the sound of footsteps in the parlor.
I gasped and stood still, afraid to move. I held my breath
and considered what to do. Suddenly, it occurred to me that
an intruder wouldn"t spend so much time in one place.
I slowly walked down the stairs and tiptoed to the
sound, curious as to what Todd would be doing up at such a
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late hour. I was ready to let my presence be known when I
saw him, slouched over the desk in the parlor. The
candlelight by his side showed his worried expression. I
stayed out of sight in the shadows. He was greatly troubled.
He never told me anything was bothering him, so I had no
idea what it could be. He sighed loudly, stood up and paced
in front of the desk, sat back down in front of a pile of
papers, wrote something down, threw his pen down in
aggravation and paced the floor again. Obviously, whatever
he was writing wasn"t working. Final y, he blew out the
candle and walked back up the stairs. I quietly hid in the
shadows.
Once he shut his bedroom door, I crept over to the
desk and pulled open the drawer that contained the papers
he had been scribbling on. I pushed
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