Seventy five

Ellen’s POV

Sitting in the parlor with Zeke and my father, the tension in the air was suffocating. I tried to keep my composure, but my mind kept drifting back to the moments leading up to this assembly.

A few hours earlier, Mr. Finley had called, informing us that Zeke was on his way over. The news had sent a shiver of anticipation through me.

After we had informed Mr Finley yesterday to call Zeke, we had waited in anticipation of the next day when his reply was to come in. That day was today.

I had already selected a nice outfit in preparation for his coming. After Mr Finley relayed the information, I retreated to my room. I needed time to think, to prepare. I ran a bath and let the warm water soothe my nerves, my mind racing with thoughts of what was about to happen.

After drying off, I slipped into my favorite sexy blouse and skirt, a black silk number that clung to my curves in all the right places. I looked in the mirror and being satisfied with my appearance, I headed downst