XXVII

DELILAH

I come out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around my body. I just took a shower and now I am willing to sleep as soon as possible. The function is over and I am tired because of it. Though I did not have to work every time, I had to move here and there to interact with Nathaniel's business partners and some friends who are not too close.

I move ahead and change into a pair of silk pajamas. I go to lie on the bed, covering myself with the quilt, and fall asleep but after some time, I feel a hot touch on my stomach that jolts me up.

"Relax, it's me, baby," he says and I relax instantly. I sigh, my shoulders dropping lazily and my eyes falling shut.

"Good," he whispers into my ear, and then his hand stills working on me. I swallow hard when his palm begins moving up to my breasts and he squeezes one gently.

I gasp at the sudden touch. He has never touched me there. It is very new and foreign to me. The touch makes my skin burn with apprehension as well as excitement. I just