7
WYATT
"Take off your dress, get on the bed on your hands and knees."
I watched Emily closely. She was keeping something to herself. Again. Trepidation was visible in her expression, the way she slowly undid her buttons down her bodice. The mere fact that she was silent as she completed the task was indication enough. I was quickly learning that Emily was neither meek nor mild, but was a quick study. I almost came in my pants when I saw she'd complied with my no drawers rule. She was trying, however and I had to take that into account. I'd be gray before my time if she continued to scare me as she had.
When Mrs. Perrin had no idea where she'd gone, I'd searched the stables, thinking perhaps she was looking at the horses. When she wasn't there, I truly began to panic. The sense of the
