Love Letters from Mr. Darcy: A Pride and Prejudice Novella

by J Dawn King

  "What time is it?" she asked, looking around her frantically.

  "The clock just struck midnight."

  "Midnight? Drat it all, I must have fallen asleep. I must go."

  She scrambled to her feet, her stocking toes searching for her slippers. Darcy reached down and placed the one he held before her.

  The door widened and Bingley's housekeeper peeked in. "Is anyone in here?" she asked.

  Miss Elizabeth moved forward. If they were seen... Darcy clamped his hand over her mouth, pulling her against him further into the shadows.

  With a cluck, the housekeeper closed the door, locking it behind her. They were stuck.