After the awkward incident that took place in the Lord's room, Katherine avoided going anywhere near the Lord or in the possible line of his sight. As sweet as the apple was, she had been caught looking and now she was utterly mortified to face him.
What would he have thought of her?
The sinful scene had gone through her mind like that of a reeling projector every time she thought about it and she felt her breath getting shallower with every single detail of what she had seen.
She had chastised herself after she had ran out of his room, thinking what had gotten to her when she could have turned away from the view. She could have saved herself from embarrassment. She could have left discreetly as if she hadn't witnessed anything without his notice but she didn't.
How could she, when the man of her dreams stood at the end of the bath hypnotizing her?
