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wife’s passion was Darcy’s undoing. He had long ago accepted his inability to resist her. When she walked into a room, Darcy had to be by her side. She was his true north. His hands tugged at the hem of her gown as his tongue teased over hers—a challenge to meet his desires.
    Meanwhile, Elizabeth’s fingers worked at the loose knot of his belted robe. “Fitzwilliam,” she groaned when he deepened the kiss.
    Darcy swept her into his arms and dropped her onto the bed. His need to feel skin upon skin controlled him. He divested himself of his clothing and then removed Elizabeth’s. His mouth returned to hers. “I never want to leave you,” he whispered hoarsely. “You are the breath of my life.”
    Arching to him, Elizabeth responded to his touch. “A clarion bell,” she said as her hand slid down his back. “I cannot resist your call.”
    â€œI love you, Lizzy. More than life. You and Bennet are my world.”

    Elizabeth looked up to see Mr. Winkler strolling along Pemberley’s entrance lane. She had brought Bennet out for some air. She held her young son in her lap and playfully teased the child with a colorful rattle. Bennet cooed and actually smiled at her. Elizabeth’s heart sighed in contentment. “Mr. Winkler,” she called, regretting having to share this moment with any other soul besides the boy. “Have your parents arrived safely, Sir?”
    The man reached where she sat comfortably in the shade. “They have, Mrs. Darcy.” He bowed politely. “I left them my gig for their use and begged a ride with Mr. Foxmour. He came to fetch Mavis, Nell, and Tavia from the school.”

    â€œHow go the studies?” she asked, looking up into the sun and shadowing her eyes with her cupped hand.
    Winkler leaned over to play with Bennet. “We have eight to ten students each day. Not always the same children, but I am pleased with our progress.”
    â€œYou are a bit early,” she teased good-naturedly. “My Hertfordshire family has not yet arrived.”
    Winkler blushed. “I hope my presence is not an encumbrance.” He straightened as Elizabeth gathered the child to her and stood.
    â€œOf course not.” She laughed lightly. “I fear that Mr. Darcy, Mr. Bingley, and Mr. Joseph are sequestered in my husband’s study and are dissecting some detestable business matter; however, Mrs. Bingley and my father are in the library. I am certain they shall welcome your company.” She started toward the house. “Come along. We can wait for Kitty’s return together.”
    In silence, they strolled leisurely across the carefully groomed path. Finally, Winkler said, “I am too transparent.”
    â€œAbsolutely not,” she declared. “You are simply a man in love. As the object of your affection is my younger sister, I am delighted by the news.”
    Winkler confessed, “I have missed Miss Bennet desperately.”
    As she shifted the child in her arms, Elizabeth smiled up at the man. “I had not considered that Kitty was the last of us to be called ‘Miss Bennet.’ As Jane and I shared our wedding date, I was only Miss Bennet for a few brief moments. And Lydia married before Jane and never knew that title. Mary has abdicated it. Now it is Kitty’s.”
    â€œOnly until Monday,” Winkler observed.
    â€œYes. Yes. Then our Kitty shall be the new Mrs. Winker,” she taunted. “Shall you be satisfied when that occurs?”

    Winkler sighed deeply. “I have waited for our joining for nearly two years. I feel quite foolish when I consider how long I have planned to claim Miss Catherine.”
    â€œWe are all fools in love.”

    Within the hour, the Bennet traveling coach came to rest in the circle before Pemberley. The Darcy household waited on the entrance steps to greet the travelers. “Although they have only been away since Twelfth Night, I