by Jayne Bamber
A thrill of anticipation coursed through Elizabeth as she considered his saucy suggestion. “We have a whole bedchamber to ourselves,” she whispered back, feeling her cheeks grow warm. The weeks of their short engagement had seen them press their luck at every family gathering, until at last they had been wed, and no longer needed to sneak about. And yet….
She met his eye with a mischievous smirk, and he grinned at seeing her so flustered. He cast a quick look around, and, seeing that nobody was looking their way, he leaned in and kissed her just below the earlobe. “Tomorrow, we might even have a chance to explore Longbourn….”
Elizabeth shivered with delight, knowing she could only surrender.
About the Author
Jayne Bamber is a life-long Austen fan, and a total sucker for costume dramas. Jayne read her first Austen variation as a teenager and has spent more than a decade devouring as many of them as she can. This of course has led her to the ultimate conclusion of her addiction, writing one herself.
Jayne’s favorite Austen work is Sense and Sensibility, though Sanditon is a strong second. Despite her love for Pride and Prejudice, Jayne realizes that she is no Lizzy Bennet, and is in fact growing up to be Mrs. Bennet more and more each day.
After years of dating Wickhams, Collinses, and the occasional Tilney-that-got-away, Jayne married her very own Darcy (tinged with just the right amount of Mr. Palmer) and the two live together in Texas with a pair of badly behaved rat terriers, and a desire to expand their menagerie of fur babies.