I lay in the bathtub as Lydia washed my hair after Lucian had left to let me sleep some more. I knew she wanted to ask something but didn't know if she should, so she was silent.
"He kissed me," I said. Her eyes sparkled.
"Really? Finally!" she said, "How did it feel?"
"It felt..." I remembered when our lips touched the warmth that spread through my body and when our lips separated the emptiness and coldness that came with it. I wanted more, "It felt good," I said.
"But you just kissed nothing more?" she asked.
"No,"
"Don't worry there will be more," she said.
"Lydia?"
"Yes, my lady,"
"How does the first time feel?" I asked. She sensed that I was worried it would hurt and that I wouldn't like it. Just the thought of being naked in front of a man made my cheeks burn.
