"No! No! Certainly not!" James replied, "I was merely going to bind yourwrists and drape you over my saddle like I do with the other vermin I catch." ...hehunters laughed at the joke, and even the woman couldn't help but see the humorin it. "It is tradition, after all," Edward added. "Very well, then. Take me, " the woman said as she held her hands out towardsJames. James quickly wrapped a length of rope around her wrists, tied it off, thenhoisted her up in his arms like a groom carrying a bride. ” he said with pride.“Come on” I said, inviting him to the sofa.“Are you hungry?” I asked.“No” he said while laying down on the sofa, his white cotton socks on my lap. I smiled with delight. I caressed his feet and massaged them. First with the socks, them I pulled them off. They were clean, he changed them after his shower. His feet were clean and also smelled of lavander, but they were sore and tired. I did massage them for a long time, and he smiled, closing his eyes. He was home at last. He. Then we started talking about other things then aunt asked me weather I am happy with the marriage and in between she was pulling my leg then our discussion went in to serious node and asked her about the same issue and then she started talking about it, as there was no one to listen to her I said I can understand your pain and then she started crying, I tried to give there some confidence but she was not stopping and slowly she went into my arms. But then she realized and came out. That night. If anything, I'm empowered by it; confidence growing as we ease further into one another's company. I'm desperate to lean in and kiss her. Taste her lips, inhale her scent and work my way down to sample so much more.I look across at her, clearly deep in thought, the spoon upside down in her mouth. She senses my gaze and locks eyes with me, biting her lip instead of the spoon."Do you seriously think Martin's being unfaithful?"Pausing, I reply, "People always find ways to surprise me." I risk.