Tara stepped aside to make way for shawn and waited until they had len the dining room befme begining the cleanupco
Shown blood defer a moment, adjusted his glasses, then strade out of the dining ro
Jonah was disc emmposed as ren. He left as soon as he finished his mat
Seated diagonally across from Tara, Lambe set his napkin aside, du ha stand up, he gave her a long, untestable look,
Tara happened to meet his pize and was caught off guard. She coulda’s figure out why he looked at her like that.
With him now gone from the dining room, Tata quicly dismissed the brief wave of confusion and rerumed her tasks alongside the three other he
Hel joints and muscles ached, perhaps she had caught a chill yesterday
other housekeepers.
the left the dining room with the thought of taking a quick break in her room. But as she passed through the cozy living coom, the soft winter sunlight pouring through the expometre windows caught her attention, pooling warmly on the rosh.
Since sunlight never reached her room, the opted to or the warmth here instead. At this hosi
was still with the four men and statt raking their rest.
Tarasank into the couch, letting its softness envelop her as she leaned back and massaged her aching shoulders.
The sunlight reaming through the windows Telt so soothing that the shifted, turning her back to it and selling sideways. Her eyelids grew heavy an she relaxed in the warmth. Her black hair caught the sunlight, causing it to shimmer. From time to time, she massaged her aching shoulders and as
Before long, the comfort balled her into sleep. In her dream, a pair of hands rested on her shoulders, keading away the tension. The sensation was so vivid and angle that the boundary between dream and reality seemed to dissolve.
When Tara stirred awake, the tenderness in her shoulders lingered, as though the dream had left lu madk
Her eyes snapped open as full awooded her Panic surged through her as she instinctively grabbed hold of the hands standing her shoulders Her
bling tingers closed around the man’s right band, the hear of his skin unmistakable against her own. Hastly, she rapped it away from his shoulder. Whirling around in dosarcay, she came face to face with Lance, standing right behind her. She couldn’t fathom when he’d appeared–or how long he’d been there. “M–Mr. Swain!” she cranraered..
Tara couldn’t make sense of what was happening.
Her flushed cheeks and flustered demeanor only heightened her allure. Her lips, and slightly added from being bitten, carried an irresistible charm.
Lane’s voice broke the silence, low and unexpectedly hoarse. “I noticed you kept rubbing your shoulders. I thought you might be in pale.”
Startled, Tara rose to her feet, meeting his gaze that smoldered with a quiet intersay. “They’re a te pare,” she replied quickly, “but spending some time in the pan should belp.” Lance’s eyes lingered on the faint redness of her collarbone, a trace of the massage. His Adam’s apple shifted as his voice dropped even further. “If you’re not feeling well, let me. I can arrange for a private doctor to come.”
Tata nodded lustily “I will.”
Her thoughts remained cangled, unable to meet his piercing gaze the couldn’t help but wonder if Lance’s interest in bet was genuine.
From what she recalled–bots from the original host’s memories and her own–Lance had once been indifferent, even disdainful toward hit. His sudden shift to such intimate gestures lett.
Lance turned and walked away. The tension in his forearms was visible, and the veins and muscles were taut with restraint:
Tara rotated her pork and should questioning everything
experimentally. She had to admit the sarees had eased considerably. Even now, she couldn’t decipher Lance’s true intentions. His actions tell her
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it all in
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