Evelyn didn’t miss the girl’s arched eyebrow at her request for a kiss. She bit her lip to prevent herself from grinning. It was just too much fun to make these sorts of flippant demands and watch the conflicted emotions flicker across her maid’s face. She knew she was being difficult and that Lenora probably had a few choice words for her already. But she also knew the girl would bend over backwards to make her happy, because she wanted to keep her job. Evelyn enjoyed pushing her to her limits. And she was only just getting started…
The spark of static electricity as their hands came together made her hand twitch, just as Lenora took hold of it. Look at that, a literal spark, she thought to herself with amusement. If she was honest, it had made her heart skip a beat and she was suddenly hyper aware of the girls warm fingers around her own, her soft lips on the smooth skin of her hand and, most of all, her two green eyes staring boldly up at her, taunting her even, as if the girl could care less about Evelyn’s station over her. The mistress blinked at that, silently thankful that the room was probably too dark for Lenora to see just the faintest color in her cheeks. She pulled her hand away and cleared her throat, a little ruffled by the audacity of such a lecherous look.
“You may go,” she repeated, turning back toward her vanity mirror and running hand through her hair. She watched Lenora from the corner of her eyes as the girl slipped out of the room and closed the door quietly behind her.
Now that she was alone again, her room seemed darker and colder than ever. She sighed and climbed into her enormous bed and drew the feathery blankets and pillows around her. She stared up at the ceiling. Somewhere above her, Lenora was probably entering her room and getting ready for bed herself. Evelyn wondered what her life had been like before she’d come to the house. She wondered again why the girl had blushed when she mentioned her previous mistresses. In fact, all she could think about was her new maid. She tossed and turned a few times in her bed feeling wide awake. She stroked the spot on her hand where Lenora had kissed it and the looked at the clock. Only a few hours had passed since she’d sent her away. It was the wee hours of the morning.
On a sudden impulse, Evelyn reached for the string that would ring the bell in Lenora’s room. She gave it a few quick tugs and then waited impatiently.