I was an idiot.
A happy, giddy, nervous idiot.
Because I loved a man and he loved me, and just because it had happened quickly, I'd let the fear rule my thoughts and our relationship and… And even if there were things here that worried me, the truth was there was more that I didn't want to destroy. So, I had some shit to sort out.
The rest of the ride passed in a blur. I knew David's eyes were on me a lot, but I wasn't brave enough to hold them for more than a second because I was afraid I would give myself away. And I hadn't wanted to smile like a loon and start rumors that I was losing my mind.
When we made it to the picnic spot, the servants had ridden ahead and there was already a marquee set up under the trees, with blankets and a few chairs.
Because our carriage was the first in the line, we arrived a little ahead of the others.
