(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/ElizabethKingston_Westonsmistress.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth Kingston<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Study<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lord Johnathan Weston<br/><strong>When:</strong>About Noon<br/><strong>What:</strong>Planning a Party<br/><br/>She smiled at him, her hands playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. "It is her choice not to join him, and what is this party, if not for interesting." She laughed watching him. John was working to hard, this was suppose to be fun and here he was puzzling over lists.<br/><br/>Looking down at him with concerned eyes, Elizabeth moved her hands to his face, rubbing his temples and caressing his face. "You are thinking of this to much, just invite everyone, some will come, some won't, but at least we are safe with the knowledge that we had not forgotten anyone." she smiled into the kiss, shifting her body closer to his. "I say we have about two hours before Lord Greymore and Georgiana are estimated to arrive." His last statement puzzled her and she looked at him with questionable eyes. "What is it my love that you have denied me?" She asked her eyes watching his intently.