Emily was thankfully not late to work the following day. And yet, despite being arriving just in time, she received a glare from Mrs. Steams, even as she greeted her good morning.
Rude, she mentally rolled her eyes. What did I do?
“Morning, Ms. Nill,” she basically hissed the words, as if she was forcing herself to say them. “I hope you won’t trouble young master Theodore the way you did yesterday.”
Emily smiled at her sheepishly, and resisted the urge to tell her that it was her dear young master that insisted on seeing her home.
“Wipe that impudent smile off,” she all but barked out the words.
The teenager’s eyes widened in shock.
“I will not sit by and watch as you try to seduce him instead of doing what you are paid for.”
This time around, Emily couldn’t contain her ire,
