Chapter Nineteen
It was afternoon when she awoke in a room flooded with a sumptuous lazy sunshine, and a cushion of downy comforters cocooned her naked body. She ached too much to be really comfortable, but she didn’t want to move. She dozed again, not waking until daylight had vanished, and a hurricane lamp on the far side of the room was the only light to see by.
This time, Tessa had to rise, her bodily functions demanded attention. Finding a lavish looking bathtub next to the toilet, she filled it with hot soapy bubbles, and slipped into the silky warm water to soak—she hoped forever. Her mind ran through one amazing scene after another, all images of herself almost too bizarre to believe.
When she finally pulled herself from the tub and dried her body with a thick bath towel, she
