True to his word, as always, Bodin had sent my maid it in with fresh bedding and she didn’t bother to ask what had occurred as she quickly righted the sheets and coverlet. Only glancing around in confusion as she couldn’t find the old ones to the wash.
“It’s taken care of Ginny.” I told her.
She gave me a quick nod and exited as quietly as she’d come.
Leaving me alone.
And wondering what had happened. And what the morning would bring.
I was somewhat stunned at what had occurred. I could close my eyes and still feel that delicious pleasure coiling through me. Forbidden pleasure. With a forbidden man.
Bodin wasn’t the man I wanted.
He’s out there somewhere. I realized I was pacing furiously. And at some point, Ginny had returned.
She was tucking a warming block into the footer of
