*Isadora*
When I come down the stairs later in the morning, it is to find him waiting in the front hall for me, and I am not especially happy with the joy that sweeps through me at the sight of him. It is crucial that I remember that we have a business arrangement. Nothing good will come of cultivating any deep affection for him. He has a use for me. I have one for him. Only our signatures on a contract unites us. In three months we will each go our own way and probably never cross paths again.
As he is trying to read my thoughts he studies me intently and I am thankful that my cheeks … which had fairly ignited during my candid discussion with Ruby … has finally cooled. At his command, she has taught me several methods I can use to avoid getting pregnant, in case I do not have protection
