ariam ordered, pointing tow
ushed from the heat of the kitchen, a few strands of hair curling against her temple. She tucked t
gently, placing t
ansion kitchen, aprons tied neatly around their waists, the
ices," Mariam said, stirring the pa
odestly. "I learne
? I didn't think they taught much
e sisters gave cooking lessons. It was part of our 'domestic duty
about the disciplined part,
en. The heat radiated against her face as she bent down to check the tenderness - completely
that someone
-
adn't planned to
home with the growing desire for silence - and maybe, just maybe, the warmth of a decent me
when he walked into the side
t o
s kit
-
ed just outside
th garlic and onion that curled under his skin. The second was the sound of soft female
ere sh
tina
to the curve of her ass as she reached into the oven. She was humming softly - a hymn, may
ly not mea
aw cl
hat se
-
now she had them. She moved like no one was watching. Like she still believed she was invisibl
tepped
echoed o
early knocking the pan of
t quickly recovered with a
from shame but from heat. Her lips parted slightly, unsure what to say. The apr
silk-dressed girl he'd bee
... she was ten ti
o early," Mariam added, t
d dryly, then turned to
made the gravy and the po
the stove, his eye
er to dip a finger into the sauce. He brought
tared, hear
ravy from his f
he said,
s nearly
-
evening wa
it at the head
he side. Cl
ask her to
id ask h
e had laundry to finish - though Christina suspected she didn't
ce sliced into the roasted chicken, tasted the potato
y good," he
p, surprised
cooked
vent. Every
"They didn't teach you
She looked down at
pron. "That dress underneath. I
n her seat. "
I minded," h
le
ds. The pulse in her
at you do to a
d changed. The fear was still there, but next to it... s
e to help," s
in his chair, s
es distraction when a maid bend
ushed
rying to di
hat makes
tood
r was
hen leaned down - just enough f
less you want me to show you how it feels to be
hen h
trembling, silent, and suddenly

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