A Lesson in Desire: Season of Desire Part 3 (Seasons Quartet) by Matthews Sadie

Author:Matthews, Sadie [Matthews, Sadie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
Publisher: Hodder & Stoughton
Published: 2013-11-06T18:30:00+00:00

Winter

Make yourself at home. Prepare for your tutorial. It will start at four o’clock precisely.

I feel a lazy somersault of exhilaration turn in my stomach and wonder what Miles has in mind to teach me today. Four o’clock. I have less than an hour. I return to my bag, pick it up and go upstairs where I find the four bedrooms, each one with a beamed ceiling and furnished with comfortable-looking beds, antique chests and soft armchairs. The main one has a huge bed covered in a beautifully embroidered counterpane. Vast lamps sit on tables either side of it and it faces a fireplace with a stone surround. Before the hearth is a huge white fur rug. I shiver, unable to help imagining all the delicious things that Miles might do to me in this room.

I’ve been riding high on my excitement ever since yesterday morning when I received his text. It had been agonising saying goodbye to him in the silent corridors of the staff quarters.

‘Don’t worry about the security cameras,’ he’d murmured to me when we reached the elevator. He dropped a kiss on my cheek. ‘I’ll deal with them.’

‘What are you going to do? How will you get away from here?’

‘Don’t worry about that. I’ll sort it. Just wait for my message.’

With a final swift kiss, he’d ushered me into the elevator and I’d watched, racked with longing, as the doors closed on him. I hadn’t expected to sleep that night but I’d reckoned without the accumulated exhaustion of recent events and as soon as I climbed into bed, I fell into a deep sleep that lasted well into the next day. I spent that day and the next resting up, returning calls and messages and waiting fretfully for Miles to get in touch. I had no idea where he was. He might still be on the second floor for all I knew. He had my number, but I didn’t have his.

At breakfast on the third day, I gazed at my phone which was still stubbornly without messages from Miles. Flora had already eaten and there was no sign of Summer. I was wondering if I should take my handset to Jane-Elizabeth and ask her to check that my phone was working okay when Estella wafted in wearing a white silk robe, her hair tousled from bed.

I cast a quick look at her. Oh, nice. Just to remind us all she’s been sleeping with our father.

‘Morning, Freya,’ she said, going to the sideboard to pour herself some coffee from the pot on the hot plate. ‘How are you?’

‘Fine, thanks,’ I said as briefly as I could without being too rude.

‘Recovered from your… ordeal?’ She gave a special emphasis to the last word that made me look up sharply.

‘Yes, thanks,’ I said, trying to sound casual. ‘It wasn’t so bad, you know. I was lucky.’

‘You certainly were,’ drawled Estella, coming to the table with her coffee cup in one hand. She sat down at an empty place and looked around impatiently.

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