John knocked on the door, Clara jumped out of her постель, кровати and opened it. John went in as Clara took a look around to make sure they weren't seen. Once she shut the door,John pushed her against it and began Поцелуи her. Clara moved her hands so they wrapped around his neck whilst his rested on her hips. He slowly moved his hand up into her hair and untied it, tossing the pin to one side. Clara pulled away after a moment, taking his hand and leading him over to the bed. She layed back as he leaned over her, soon lying on вверх of her. She ran her hand over his face before Поцелуи him again. John pulled away and unbuttoned his night shirt, tossing it away. They looked at each other as Clara untied her dress. John then helped pull it off her, again tossing it aside. He leaned вперед and kissed her, putting all his Любовь into it. Clara pulled him closer so their bodies were touching, wanting to be with him like this forever.
When morning broke, Clara found that John had already left. She noticed a note on his pillow.
'Sorry for sneaking off, didn't want to wake you. Last night was perfect. Любовь Ты so much. John. Xx'
Clara smiled as she held the note to her chest. She got dressed then went downstairs to find the children. They were almost finished their breakfast.
'Morning Tim. Morning Amy.'
'Morning Miss. You've missed breakfast.'
'Have I? Well, i guess i'll just have to wait till lunch.' Tim looked at Amy then took his last piece of хлеб and handed it to Clara. 'Tim, i really couldn't.'
'You need to have something Miss.' She knelt down and hugged him.
'Thank you.' She ruffled his hair before he ran off, giggling. She ate the хлеб before going after them. She found them in the Музыка room, their most Избранное room in the house. Tim was already practicing the piano, whilst Amy was tuning her violin. 'Thought i'd find Ты in here.' She went over to Amy. 'Have Ты named your piece yet?'
'Not yet Miss.'
'Like I said, It will come to you.'
She spent most the time with Tim, teaching him how to play Beethoven. She taught him line by line, he was actually very good. Once Музыка was over, she let have some free time for their excellent progress. She went downstairs to the living room, she sat down and began to read her book. After an hour, a carriage pulled up and Melody stepped out of it but there was no John. Clara went to the front door once Melody knocked.
'Melody, what brings Ты here?'
'I need a word with Mr Roberts.'
'He's in his study, go one through.'
As she walked into the study, Clara couldn't help but worry. What if she found about her and John? Mr Roberts would огонь her. She went back to the living room and waited, trying to read her book. After half an hour, She heard Melody leave and watched her carriage drive off. She went and stood outside Mr Robert's door, summoning the courage to knock. She did.
'Come in.' Clara entered. 'Miss Oswald.'
'Mr Roberts.'
'What can I do for you?'
'I don't mean to be rude but what did Melody want?'
'She just wondered if it was possible to have John do some odd jobs around the house, just to earn a bit еще income. Why do Ты ask?'
'No reason, Just John and I have become good friends. I just wanted to make sure he was ok. Thank Ты Sir.' She left, hoping Mr Roberts hadn't noticed her affections for John. She went into the кухня and began to make the children's lunch, thinking about how good it would be to have John around once in a while.
As the children ate, she went out into the garden and picked some fresh Цветы for the table. As she did, she heard John's singing. She popped her head up over the hedge. It was him. She went over to the gate and waited for him. When he spotted her, he couldn't help but smile.
'Hey.'
'Hey, what are Ты doing here?'
'Mr Roberts wants me to take a look at a leak in the attic and...' He gave her a quick kiss. '...Any reason to come and see you.' She took his hand and led him into the kitchen.
'Children, look i found at our doorstep.'
'Hey guys!'
'John!.' They both shot up from the таблица and gave him hug. Clara giggled, she loved seeing the children happy. Tim pulled away and asked. 'What are Ты doing here?'
'I'm here to fix your roof, Ты wanna help me?'
'Yeah!'
'Come on then.' He took the children upstairs. Clara stayed and started on the dishes thinking what it would be like to have a child with John, knowing that, right now, it would be impossible. But who knows what the future holds. She would sometimes think about her life with John, wondering if they would get married some day, have a big house with a stable so he could keep his Лошади and they would have three beautiful children. But she knew that for right now, it would just be a fantasy.
When morning broke, Clara found that John had already left. She noticed a note on his pillow.
'Sorry for sneaking off, didn't want to wake you. Last night was perfect. Любовь Ты so much. John. Xx'
Clara smiled as she held the note to her chest. She got dressed then went downstairs to find the children. They were almost finished their breakfast.
'Morning Tim. Morning Amy.'
'Morning Miss. You've missed breakfast.'
'Have I? Well, i guess i'll just have to wait till lunch.' Tim looked at Amy then took his last piece of хлеб and handed it to Clara. 'Tim, i really couldn't.'
'You need to have something Miss.' She knelt down and hugged him.
'Thank you.' She ruffled his hair before he ran off, giggling. She ate the хлеб before going after them. She found them in the Музыка room, their most Избранное room in the house. Tim was already practicing the piano, whilst Amy was tuning her violin. 'Thought i'd find Ты in here.' She went over to Amy. 'Have Ты named your piece yet?'
'Not yet Miss.'
'Like I said, It will come to you.'
She spent most the time with Tim, teaching him how to play Beethoven. She taught him line by line, he was actually very good. Once Музыка was over, she let have some free time for their excellent progress. She went downstairs to the living room, she sat down and began to read her book. After an hour, a carriage pulled up and Melody stepped out of it but there was no John. Clara went to the front door once Melody knocked.
'Melody, what brings Ты here?'
'I need a word with Mr Roberts.'
'He's in his study, go one through.'
As she walked into the study, Clara couldn't help but worry. What if she found about her and John? Mr Roberts would огонь her. She went back to the living room and waited, trying to read her book. After half an hour, She heard Melody leave and watched her carriage drive off. She went and stood outside Mr Robert's door, summoning the courage to knock. She did.
'Come in.' Clara entered. 'Miss Oswald.'
'Mr Roberts.'
'What can I do for you?'
'I don't mean to be rude but what did Melody want?'
'She just wondered if it was possible to have John do some odd jobs around the house, just to earn a bit еще income. Why do Ты ask?'
'No reason, Just John and I have become good friends. I just wanted to make sure he was ok. Thank Ты Sir.' She left, hoping Mr Roberts hadn't noticed her affections for John. She went into the кухня and began to make the children's lunch, thinking about how good it would be to have John around once in a while.
As the children ate, she went out into the garden and picked some fresh Цветы for the table. As she did, she heard John's singing. She popped her head up over the hedge. It was him. She went over to the gate and waited for him. When he spotted her, he couldn't help but smile.
'Hey.'
'Hey, what are Ты doing here?'
'Mr Roberts wants me to take a look at a leak in the attic and...' He gave her a quick kiss. '...Any reason to come and see you.' She took his hand and led him into the kitchen.
'Children, look i found at our doorstep.'
'Hey guys!'
'John!.' They both shot up from the таблица and gave him hug. Clara giggled, she loved seeing the children happy. Tim pulled away and asked. 'What are Ты doing here?'
'I'm here to fix your roof, Ты wanna help me?'
'Yeah!'
'Come on then.' He took the children upstairs. Clara stayed and started on the dishes thinking what it would be like to have a child with John, knowing that, right now, it would be impossible. But who knows what the future holds. She would sometimes think about her life with John, wondering if they would get married some day, have a big house with a stable so he could keep his Лошади and they would have three beautiful children. But she knew that for right now, it would just be a fantasy.
