LOVED SEVENTY FOUR

"You finally made it down for breakfast," Frances said as they entered the dining table area.

"We are sorry" Ophelia replied clinging onto Cade's arms. Cade felt a bit scared because he had expected Ophelia to rain down hell on him for what his grandfather had done. Instead of being a pain she had been quiet and changed out of her clothes to the clothes Frances had prepared for her before telling him that they should go down for breakfast.

Now she was holding onto him and still pretending so well, maybe she was now okay with the idea of them being intimate and with the idea of them having a child. He dreaded the conversation they were going to have about this when they got back home. The only words she had told him as they left the room was that he had to make sure that they acted better than they had been doing up until now.

"We could barely keep our hands off each other" she added. She was going to act more now because she had a larger shoe to fill.

"We did not need to know that," C