~Hannah~
Nathan turns and props himself up and I happen to lean up at the same time. We are facing each other. The closeness makes us pause, aware of the very tiny distance between us, between our lips. Our eyes meet and lock and I instantly realize we have been in this exact position before.
I suck my belly in and hold my breath afraid he will hear how ridiculously fast my heart is racing.
“Ma'am Hannah!”
I hear a loud shrill, impulsively kick Nathan off and jump to my feet. He groans softly. From the corner of my eyes, I see a smirk curl up in his face and I cuss myself inside.
Clara, my favorite maid in the house, is darting towards us in the most disheveled manner. Seeing her like that makes my stomach knots and I feel Nina’s soft whimper. Clara is prim and proper and knows
