Dancing

[janebecomes]

Jane found herself moving through the ball with far less joy than she wished as her thoughts seemed to circle ever around what it means to be sensible.

Mister Wisley was a fair dancer but he did nothing to make her enjoy her time on the floor, but she would give him the dances that he asked for.

She knew that it would be sensible and profitable to accept his offer of marriage but Jane was not sure if she truly could.

So she moved around the floor, not truly hearing or seeing simply walking the steps and wondering if perhaps Mister Lefroy had decided he had no wish to attend the ball.

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[janebecomes]

His torrent of words surprises her and she doesn't look anywhere but his face as they move deeper into the garden.

She wants to laugh and that joy slips into her voice,

"Let me decide that."

Then she tightens her grip on his hand for she will not let him go.

[tom-lefroy.livejournal.com]

He would not fight to let go, either.

"What will we do?" he asks, because though he'd laid his heart out for her to see, he didn't exactly think beyond it.

[janebecomes]

Now she does laugh though its full of desperation before she finally says,

"What we must."

Its so easy to lean her face upon his shoulder and feel that silly green coat,

"I think now I understand the allure of a man's velvet coat slightly better."

[tom-lefroy.livejournal.com]

He laughs too.

It's relieved and happy, and there's a little bit of disbelief thrown in too. Because whatever it is they must do, they'll do it. He'll do it.

"Do you?"

[janebecomes]

"Yes, it does call rather too much attention to you, but it has a softness to it,"

Gently she moves her hand to his lapel and looks up at him,

"Which suits you."

[tom-lefroy.livejournal.com]

How could this not be an invitation to bring her face towards his for another kiss?

Never mind that there are parties within the Gresham Manor awaiting them. Never mind the looks he will receive from his relations later.

When he kisses her this time, he thinks he understands - more than ever - why his parents did what they did.

(They married for love.)

(He can too, can't he?)