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kiss. Instead , with the back of his hand he grazed her left breast, further tempting the nipple that was forming a clear outline through her clothing.
    “How lovely,” he moaned, allowing his hand to move slowly around and to feel the firm nub.
    Lucy felt a gush of wetness between her legs. “My body wants his, needs his,” she thought. She wondered if his form was responding similarly under his own clothing.
    With two fingers, Thornton gently pinched at her nipple. Lucy gasped. The man took this as a good sign and allowed his other hand to pull her skirt up.
    “I must stop this. I must,” she thought. Ida had warned her about men but she didn’t know what a lady was to do in this situation. Would Mr. Thornton perceive it as a slight if she left the room now? Would she get into trouble?
    Suddenly his hand was between her legs. “ Oooh,” he said, and she knew that, in spite of her undergarments, he could feel the warm wetness that had come from her inviting pussy. “Goodness, you’re ready for me, aren’t you?”
    “I….I must go, sir. They’ll be waiting for me downstairs.” With that, Lucy pulled her skirt down and dashed out of the room, closing the door behind her. She thought she could hear Thornton laughing quietly to himself.
    When she got downstairs, she found Ida, who’d been up helping Lady Victoria prepare for dinner.
    “Goodness, Lucy, what’s the matter?” said Ida, seeing Lucy’s face. If possible, she was even more pale than usual.
    “It’s Mr. Thornton. He…”
    Ida stiffened, anticipating what was to come next. She felt a quiet rage begin to build.
    “He what?”
    “He touched me.”
    “I see. And so what did you do?”
    “Well, naturally, I came away. I knew it wasn’t right. But Ida, I wanted him. I wanted his blood so badly .”
    “Yes. That can be difficult, particularly at first. Well done to control yourself. Now Lucy, you must go hunting tonight. You simply must. It will help quell the urge.”
    “I know you’re right. I will then.”
    “Good girl. Now, don’t speak of this to anyone. The last thing you want is an angry...” and then she whispered, “vampire…to get wind of such a thing.”
    “Of course. I only told you because I trust you.”
    “I’m glad you do. For the rest of the day, you are to stay away from the gentlemen’s wing. Do you understand?”
    “Yes.”

Chapter Seven: Dinner
     
     
    At dinner, Edmund served the guests, who were all splendidly attired, the men in their tails and the women in their silk finery.
    “Ladies, you all look lovely this evening,” said Mr. Harrington as he sat down, taking special care to look directly at Lady Downing. “How nice it is to have such pleasant company.”
    “Thank you, Mr. Harrington. You’re too kind,” answered the lady of the manor.
    “Now, how is everyone settling in?” asked Lord Downing, his deep voice booming through the room. “I trust that everything is satisfactory?”
    “Oh yes, everything’s splendid,” said Miss Harrington.
    “Very,” said Mr. Harrington. Edmund, who was looking his way just then, noticed that the gentleman was eyeing him just as he uttered the word.
    Lady Victoria, who was seated next to Mr. Thornton, said, “And are you enjoying yourself?”
    “Very much,” he said. “As I said earlier, the scenery is delightful.” As he responded Victoria saw his eyes shift to her chest. She flushed, not sure whether she was more annoyed or pleased.
    Miss Harrington’s friend, Miss Ashbury, was quiet as usual. James made several attempts to get her to speak before giving up. Meanwhile, Miss Harrington was uncharacteristically silent. Anne watched her, having, like Ida, developed the impression that the young lady was more interested in the pale male servants than in the aristocrats of the house.
    As Edmund circled the table, holding dishes for the guests to serve themselves, Miss Harrington watched him. If Anne were less charitable she’d say that the lady was all but