Louisa called. “The entire staff is awaiting you.” Giselle should have guessed who was behind the infernal pounding at her door. Then again, she was the one who’d bolted it. “You’d better see what they want,” a bored, male voice said beside her. “I certainly can’t do it.” Giselle gasped and lifted her head from the pillow. “Good morning, Giselle,” Etienne said. Chills ran her back at the memory of what Navarre and she had done. In the exact same place where Etienne now reclined. Giselle slid from the bed and raced to the water closet. And the chamber pot. She was afraid she was going to be ill. It didn’t help that Etienne’s laughter accompanied her actions. “Giselle! I don’t want to break down this door!” Louisa shouted. Giselle swished a wet cloth across her face with a trembling hand and tied her robe more securely. She wore one of her heaviest ones. Navarre had dressed her in it before he left. After another session of lovemaking. At almost dawn. She was blushing as she crossed to the door, knowing Etienne watched her.
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