The Discreet Servant by Stein Willard

Author:Stein Willard [Willard, Stein]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stein Willard
Published: 2020-09-17T16:00:00+00:00

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“Hirsh. Hirsh!”

Her eyelids moved, but it was difficult to open her eyes. She tried again, and this time there was a sliver of light before they closed again.

“You’re burning up, Hirsh.”

“I’m…” her voice came in a croak and she cleared her throat. “Fine.” Hirsh felt awful, hot and sticky.

“No, you’re not,” the voice said firmly. “I’ll go get help.”

Hirsh put all her willpower into opening her eyes just in time to see Jane limp heavily past her and down the stairs. She sat up slowly, and looking around, realised that she was in the main house. What was she doing here? Looking down at herself, she noted that she had on an untucked shirt and wrinkled trousers. Her chest wasn’t bound and the soft curves of her small breasts were visible when the shirt pulled tight against her torso. Even in her feverish state, she realised that her secret was visible. She staggered to her feet, narrowly stopping herself from tumbling down the stairs head first as she momentarily lost her balance. She made it downstairs and slowly, using the walls for support, made it through the house to the kitchen. It was still dark outside, but the scent of dawn hung in the air. Hirsh carefully manoeuvred the winding path through the garden towards her cottage. Her head felt heavy and her limbs sluggish as she tried her best not to topple over into the roses, knowing the thorns on the long stems would be unforgiving in their effort to protect the gorgeous, fragrant blooms. In her attempts not to fall into the rose beds, she overcompensated on a curve in the path and toppled over onto the lawn. The dew easily soaked through her thin shirt and Hirsh lay back with her eyes closed, enjoying the coolness on her overheated skin.

“Hirsh!”

Someone knelt next to her. The fragrance of crushed vanilla and orchid gave away the identity of the person.

“What are you doing? I said I would get help.” The tone was equal parts reproachful and concerned. Hirsh opened her eyes. For a few breathless moments, she lay there staring up into the beloved face of her employer. The blonde hair was loose and draped like spun-gold to the side of Jane’s face, her green eyes were wide as she stared back into Hirsh’s. A faint red touched the blonde’s cheeks. “Are you hurt?”

“No, ma’am.” Hirsh slowly sat up, and Jane’s scent and nearness left her breathless for an instant. It was only when Jane pulled away that Hirsh’s lungs filled with air again. Careful not to put too much of her weight on the smaller woman and further aggravating her injured ankle, Hirsh came to her feet. The sudden change in altitude made her feverish head spin and her knees buckled. Jane threw her arms around Hirsh and admirably held Hirsh upright.

The only problem with this new position was that Jane’s face was now on the same level with Hirsh’s chest and with the damp shirt clinging to her, the curve of her breast was clearly visible.

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