Chương 42: Maeve's Mate

Emma was feeling… happy. She hummed the tune she knew as always as Ginger gave her a bath. Lazarus had left in the wee hours of the morning. 

He had curled up against her all night and slept like a baby. She wanted to put her clothes on but he didn't allow it. She should have been ashamed of sleeping naked with a man for the first time, but she only felt… natural. 

"Lady Gladys wants to see you m'lady," Ginger said as she scrubbed her shoulders. Where the hell did she get these bruises from? "You have bruises, m'lady. Should I call the healer?" Ginger was getting seriously suspicious about her. Emma wasn't the right girl for Lord Lazarus. 

"No!" Emma said, wondering when she got them. Maybe when he had straddled her or when he was licking her all up down there. Her face burned and her ears too. A smile curved her lips up and she tried to bite it to not show her emotions to the maid, but her body gave away.