An Intimate Study (A Professional Woman Book 1) by Kalikoi & Mac Margaret

Author:Kalikoi & Mac, Margaret [Kalikoi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

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T he next day, Victoria paused before knocking on the study door.

I could just take off, she thought miserably. I have half my wages. Likely a girl at the Duck could get me decent work somewhere. I could get a fresh start from my fresh start …

She knew she wouldn't. It wasn't that she had grown fond of the little house or of having three meals and a snug berth, or it wasn't only that. It was that if she left, she wouldn't see Alana again, and that hurt.

It should hurt more seeing her after I made a right fool of myself, she thought, but she knew it wouldn't.

So she knocked, and when Alana called for her to come in, she did so. It was an overcast day, threatening to storm, and it left the study with a gloominess that certainly fit Victoria's mood.

“So what are we doing today, doctor?” she asked with determined cheer.

Alana barely glanced up from the papers in front of her, and Victoria resisted the devil-urge to go over and tug on her earlobe just to see her yelp, just to break that blasted composure. That was how she had gotten into this mess in the first place.

“I was thinking we could do your hands today,” Alana said. “If you'll pull up the stool and sit opposite me, the lamp should ably illuminate them, I think.”

“Of course, doctor,” Victoria muttered, because if Alana wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, well, that was fine by her. Still, she was relieved that the only thing that she had to show the doctor today was her hands. The idea of undressing in front of her after everything that had happened yesterday made her both uneasy and far too eager for her pride to bear.

Victoria rolled up her sleeves, baring her bony wrists and setting her hands on the desk as Alana fussed with the light. Victoria didn't think that her hands were anything special, long, scarred and with the nails cut as short as she could get them, but Alana carefully moved the lamp back and forth, lighting them as carefully as she might a work of art.

That's how she gets you, Victoria thought morosely. She makes you feel as if you must be special, as if you are of course the center of her world, and in the end, you really are just... an apple or tall ship after all.

It seemed to take Alana an eternity of fussing before Victoria's hands were lit to her satisfaction, and then she took her own seat, her drawing paper just a few inches from Victoria's fingertips.

As the pencil point scratched dryly over the paper, Victoria found herself studying Alana's face, taking in the slight pursing of her lips and the faint frown line between her brows. Like so many blondes, her eyebrows were barely there, and Victoria was reminded briefly of angel wings, their arch and their paleness. She had thought Alana a handsome woman when she first saw

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