Chapter 2

The passion in her eyes was extinguished immediately and they grew wide with hurt.

"Why not?

Do you not like James, because I like Parker very much."

I could not explain to her what I was feeling.

Whilst I hated myself for being so selfish, it felt like someone had just ripped my heart out.

Did I like James?

I tried to picture him like I'd been picturing Elodie recently; naked.

I imagined him laying completely naked in bed, waiting for me and I felt desire rush up my spine.

I did like James very much, and if he wanted to marry me then I would accept.

So why, oh why could I not stop thinking about Elodie in these sinful ways?

"See, you do like James! your eyes have gone all dreamy just thinking about him!

Are you nervous about meeting with him?" Elodie interjected my thoughts with her gentle voice, but I noticed it seemed slightly strained.

I ignored that and just nodded, unable to neaten my thoughts.

I so wanted to tell her how I was feeling about her, but this was Elodie!

How would she react, I'm quite sure she has never had a sinful thought in her life!

I had known her for most of my life; we used to bathe together as children, so how could I tell her that I wanted to bathe with her now?

This was the only secret I have ever kept from her and it was burning a hole in my mouth.

I fear the devil has gotten into my bones!

Elodie's POV:

Paige's black hair stayed unmoving and neat, despite the gentle draught floating in and I reflected on how poised she always seemed; unlike me who seemed to be constantly in a fluster.

I felt my heart beat faster as I saw the look of raw wanting in her eyes when I mentioned James.

I felt my voice become strained as I struggled to stop myself choking on emotion.

I did not realize how much of a state I had gotten myself into, until I realised I was fighting back tears.

These were not angry or sad tears though, they were tears of guilt because I could see how perfect James was for her.

Paige was Gallian and so is James's Mother, they both had the same sense of humor and their looks complimented one another too.

I knew how selfish I was being, but in my head, they could not be together.

I asked her if she was nervous about meeting James and after a pause, she replied, "Yes, I suppose I am very nervous.

Would you help me Ellie?

You are so very fashionable, do help me to prepare myself, I do not know what to wear!"

I blinked, she rarely called me Ellie anymore, it was always Elodie now.

That simple word, for some reason, mad my heart soar and I threw my arms around her neck saying, "Of course I'll help you my darling!"

She also put her arms around the small of my back, but when I went to pull away, she did not let go.

I kept my hands around her and lay my head on her shoulder, shifting around so my whole body was laying against her.

She began to stroke my long, golden blonde hair that was tumbling down her back and breasts.

It never occurred to me at the time, how strange this was, but in hindsight I understand.

We stayed like this for a very long time...

Paige's POV:

I felt Elodie's warm breath travel up the back of my neck and I was overcome with strange feelings.

I had the sudden desire to just hold her and squeeze her so tightly, but instead I just stroked her hair and shut my eyes.

"Shall we prepare to leave for luncheon?" I heard her gently murmur after an indeterminable length of time.

Part of me just wanted to stay here, holding her forever but then I forced myself to imagine James with his brown hair and huge eyes and the same rush of desire filled my body.

"Yes alright then, shall I tell Rey to prepare the horses?" I asked and she nodded and stood up.

When we were ready to leave, I asked Elodie, "We shall have no chaperon?"

She replied cheekily, "Parker and James shall be our chaperone's at luncheon."

I stared at her, "But Ellie, that is unseemly!"

She smiled, "I really do like it when you call me Ellie!"

"Do you?" I asked, rather surprised.

"Yes," she replied.

"Let us go, do I look alright?"

For the first time since she changed, I really looked at her and I almost gasped by what I was met with.

Her golden hair was piled on top of her head and her bright blue eyes looked wider and keener than usual.

Her slim waist was drawn in further by her full-body corset and her skin was smooth and pale.

As my eyes continued to search her, they rested on the plunge of her dress at the front.

It revealed her huge pair of breasts looking swelled and plump.

Images flashed through my mind and I just wanted to throw her to the ground, rip off her dress and cup my hands around those big breasts.

I felt a wetness between my legs and the urge to rub myself arose within me.

What was happening?

I noticed her staring at me, waiting for an answer so I said, "Of course, you always look beautiful darling!" And it was true; she did.

Elodie's POV:

Paige's usually straight hair was curled today and it looked wonderful.

As I sat next to her in the carriage, I sneaked looks at her from the corner of my eye.

Despite her skin not being pale, she was very beautiful.

Her long corset dress held in her slim waist nicely and pushed up her breasts probably a little too much, causing my cheeks to flush pink.

I turned to look out of the window and forced my mind to think thoughts of Parker.

I imagined myself kissing him and running my fingers through his long hair and felt that same rush of excitement, but then I turned back to Paige and those incredible breasts and felt myself become lubricated.

As good as this pleasure felt, I could have cried; I did not want to fell this way about my best friend.

"Turn the carriage around," Paige suddenly shouted to the driver.

He obeyed and I ogled at her, "What on Earth are you doing?"

"We have not called in advance, so Parker and James shall not miss us," she said.

"Even so," I said, "Why turn around?

Are you nervous again?"

I watched her chest rise and fall quickly, her big breasts heaving as she tried to control her breathing.

"No," she replied, her voice strained.

"I have to talk to you."