It was just past nightfall when we got out of the tub. Seeing as we were in a new room with a stranger staff, Graham wanted to help me dress.
“I don’t want anyone else seeing more of you than needed. I also do not want you wearing a corset for the next couple days, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” Graham helped me step in my large, cotton skirt and helped fasten my belt around my waist. My shoulders were still sore so putting my hair up was out of the question. Graham had me sit on the edge of the settee as he glided the brush through my hair. “I can have one of the ladies maids come in and help with your hair. I nodded my head before he kissed my temple. He stood quickly and came around the bed to stand in front of me. He placed his forefinger under my chin and tilted my head up
