Page 59 of Seduced by an Irresistible Lady
The footsteps stopped. Dr Frederick waited for a few seconds and heard nothing. He looked into Miss Helena’s eyes and saw exactly what he wanted to see.
Unabated hunger.
Dr Frederick shook his head. He shouldn’t be doing this. It wasn’t because she was meant to be a patient.
She is a patient no more since she suffers no ailment.
It was because he knew of the designs Lord Jeffrey had for her. Dr Frederick wanted no contest of the heart with a man so powerful. His research needed the energy he would have to expend on the affair. He turned to leave.
“Dr Frederick,” Miss Helena said.
“Dr Frederick,” he heard from the turning around the trees.
He looked up to see Miss Justina carrying a bowl with water in it.
“I’m sorry I took so long. As I was coming the rag dropped, and I had to go back to get another,” Miss Justina said.
Dr Frederick met Miss Justina’s gaze but quickly dropped it.
“You might not as well have bothered, Miss Justina. I am done with my examination. The foot is good now. I was about taking my leave,” he told her.
“Oh,” Miss Justina exclaimed.
Dr Frederick turned to Miss Helena, meeting her eyes which were wide open with anticipation.
“Have a great day, Miss Helena.”
Dr Frederick walked away quickly. He just kept walking till he got to his horse. He mounted it and rode out of the compound. It was only when he was out of the compound and into the street that he allowed himself to think.
Miss Helena was a living temptation that he was not sure he could stay away from. He wondered what would have happened if the noise from Miss Justina’s feet had not made him move away from her. Dr Frederick was confused on what to do next. He only knew one thing, he wanted Miss Helena, and there was just one way to kill that want.
Having her.
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“Why did he leave so hastily?” Miss Justina asked, dropping the bowl at Helena’s foot.
He left because you came.
Helena shook her head.
“I don’t know,” she lied.
Helena didn’t know whether to feel angry that Miss Justina came or to feel saved. There was still a burning desire in her that made her skin bristle with every current of wind. Her lips felt swollen. Helena cleaned them again, the third time since Dr Frederick had left. She felt a wetness that still gathered between her legs. Helena clasped her thighs together in an attempt to get rid of the dull sweetness she felt there.
His hand had gone back between my legs. He would have met my wetness, cured some part of my ravishing need, if Justina hadn’t come.
Then Helena felt happy somewhat that Miss Justina came. Her emotions were running through her like a gale of wind on a cold, stormy night. There was no rationale in their actions. Now, she could properly think about what they were to do and what it meant.
Helena remembered her plan to get Lord Jeffrey to marry her.
It’s like I am attempting to sabotage my plan before it even properly begins.
She had felt no such want with Lord Jeffrey. Her skin did not bristle when he touched her. There was no rush in her veins from the dark focus from his eyes. The thought of him did not wet her between the legs.
All that would not provide money for my father. Lord Jeffrey has the capability to do that, Dr Frederick doesn’t.
“I forget that time is ticking,” she said, under her breath.
