Emrys had sort of figured that out, because Pettigrew had said he did want to marry his wife. In theory that could have had nothing at all to do with sex, but it seemed a much simpler decision if the two had gone hand in hand. Even so, it was good to have it verbally confirmed, and Emrys nodded. The second part of what Pettigrew said was a little harder to respond to, and he took a deep drink of his wine while he thought about it.
What's the problem with marriage? You tell me, he could have said. While that probably would have illustrated his point fairly well, though, he was worried that if they talked too much about Pettigrew's presumably complicated feelings for his wife, he wouldn't continue joining Emrys in the bedroom. Emrys wasn't anticipating this affair would go on indefinitely, but he did want it to last a little longer. He had quite a bit more he would have liked to do with Pettigrew before they parted ways, so he didn't want to scare him off. Maybe it was too late for that, though — having a conversation about Emrys' marriage plans wasn't exactly sexy. Launching into any of his myriad examples of marriages gone sour (Trystan and Daniel being the first that came to mind but far from his only examples of this phenomenon) was even less so.
"It's not a problem with marriage," he said after a long moment. While he'd never been particularly keen on the idea, he'd come around to it in the following year. He had planned out how he could make it work with his lifestyle, and he'd had only slight hesitations about asking Miss Cosgrove to marry him. When it came to Angelica, though, things were different. "It's a problem with being married to someone who — someone you —" How to describe Angelica? He had no words. At least not now. Not after last night.
What's the problem with marriage? You tell me, he could have said. While that probably would have illustrated his point fairly well, though, he was worried that if they talked too much about Pettigrew's presumably complicated feelings for his wife, he wouldn't continue joining Emrys in the bedroom. Emrys wasn't anticipating this affair would go on indefinitely, but he did want it to last a little longer. He had quite a bit more he would have liked to do with Pettigrew before they parted ways, so he didn't want to scare him off. Maybe it was too late for that, though — having a conversation about Emrys' marriage plans wasn't exactly sexy. Launching into any of his myriad examples of marriages gone sour (Trystan and Daniel being the first that came to mind but far from his only examples of this phenomenon) was even less so.
"It's not a problem with marriage," he said after a long moment. While he'd never been particularly keen on the idea, he'd come around to it in the following year. He had planned out how he could make it work with his lifestyle, and he'd had only slight hesitations about asking Miss Cosgrove to marry him. When it came to Angelica, though, things were different. "It's a problem with being married to someone who — someone you —" How to describe Angelica? He had no words. At least not now. Not after last night.
Lou made this! <3