Chapter 18

Perhaps guilt got the better of Jasper, for he did not block Evelyn's oncoming kick to his chest. In a rare show of patience, he let the assault slide and focused on putting the salve on her. The sting and subsequent shame made Evelyn pull the covers over her head. She knew Jasper was done with the salve after he drew his hand back. She poked her head out from under the covers and dared a peek at him. He shot her a meaningful look. "You'll want to keep this lesson in mind if you don't want to be punished again." He then leaned forward and pinched her chin domineeringly. "That being said, I wouldn't mind it if you wore those stockings when it's just the two of us." Blood rushed to Evelyn's face, and the tips of her ears grew hot. She caught the pair of torn-up black stockings by the door, and images from last night flickered through her mind. She glowered at Jasper. She was angry with him and also with herself. She should have held out longer last night, but whatever walls she ha