It saved her the complication of more lies. More importantly, she could avoid Rufus’ scrutiny before she had a chance to bathe and wash the sins of the day from her flesh. As it was, by the time she reached the cold marble hallway dinner was barely an hour away. She had little time to take a bath and dress. Marianne was unusually quiet. No doubt her maid was disappointed in her for giving into temptation. Though Elisa had kept her silence about the afternoon, it was as though Marianne could read the imprint of every forbidden caress upon her face. The Frenchwoman poured water with a sad, repressed air that seemed almost sorrowful. No one could be more sorry than Elisa herself. She had let herself down, broken faith with her personal vow to win her son back and worse still, wanted the man who’d used her so blatantly. Damn Vaughn to hell with the rest of mankind! As she dressed, she squirmed under the raw knowledge that Marianne had been right all along, that she had been a pawn in a man’s game and meant less than nothing to him personally.
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