I raised my head to sneak a look at something besides her chin for a split second, but dropped my gaze back to the bed linens as soon as she met my eyes. “Thank you, Miss Baxter.”
“Mmm.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to be sexually intimate?” I don’t know why I felt the need to be such a smart ass, particularly after just getting back into her good graces, but I said it, and my stomach clenched immediately afterward.
“If you have needs, I will give you permission to use the Aphrodite,” she said. “But only in my presence.”
“Um.” What?
“Either in my presence or not at all. Those are the new rules surrounding your enjoyment of the Aphrodite. I believe it’s quite generous.” The corners of Miss Baxter’s mouth turned up ever so slightly. She seemed to be somewhat amused by this arrangement.
