Vanessa pulled her hands away sharply as if shocked by a volt of lightening, her eyes wide like saucers, and her blood running cold.
Wait…Body? No, he surely did not mean to help him wash. Her thoughts felt messy just thinking about them. She was not ready for that part.
"Milord, I'm not experienced in that part of washing." Her face fluttered as she said this.
This time, Theodore turned to look at the maid behind him. "Now I'm curious as to what other part of washing is there. Mind telling me?" Mirth sparkled in his eyes as he poked her for an answer.
Her gaze lowered to look at the floor while she bit down on her bottom lips as her anxiety crept in. He was the one who said washing his body; now why was he throwing the unneeded question in my face?
An amused expression glued to his face as he stated, "I'm yet to know the different parts of washing until now," whilst feigning ignorance.
