She didn’t hear Brian scoot his chair away from the table, nor did she realize he was coming up beside her until her chair was being pulled away. �...�I’m sorry Natalie. I’m sorry for everything. For fuckin’ up our marriage, our lives, your life, the kids. Everyone I’ve hurt. I went through this alone because I chose too, because I knew that if I told the kids, that they’d tell you and you’d come to me and you’d be there for me even though I didn’t deserve you. I didn’t want that. I wanted you to. He wanted me, but there was some custom perhaps, some human thing which stopped him from doing what he knew to be right. It saddened me more than it should, but only because I was selfish in my loneliness."Let's go to the parlor, Dare. We can talk a little, huh?" Joe looked down at me and started to leave the room but I didn't follow him. I wasn't supposed to be in the other parts of the house.The man tried calling me a couple times but finally got the idea as I just sat there looking at him.. The Duke was telling yet another conquest story as the mead and ale filled cups and bellies. His lips paused again at the nape of her neck, he’d not been this free to explore in years. No wife had allowed these liberties, no making honey, slow and sweet. The Duke’s earlier words as they’d eaten rang in his ears. ‘My Grace, beds are oft too cold when wives are the only source of warmth. The wenches know their place, they know a man’s appetite. Tell me you just hunger for venison when you see a. These schemes of yours help connect the family, and well, I’m no longer against sharing Janet with you. There, I said it. There is a condition, though. I get to be as wild and promiscuous as I wish, too, but just among the ladies here,” Celia added.“You mean it, Celia? You’re serious?” Janet expressed surprise.“I do mean it. I’ve seen what a bond and a sense of community this is creating among you. We have the makings of a wonderful family. I misjudged it. This isn’t just about lust and.