He thought about taking her to bed. Of course, she was a beautiful and highly attractive woman and she was hanging around him. All he needed to do was to lift her, and carry her to bed. Margaret would be his in no time. Charles tightened his grip around her; he felt the smell of her hair and her perfume. But luckily, he managed to stay disciplined and didn’t do anything of all the things he wanted to do in that very moment. He kissed her hair, and allowed her to cry.
“Do you want me to stay here tonight? I can sit over there; by the fire” He stroked her back “we can talk, until you fall asleep. I wont leave you”