Chapter 44

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Ava could see the new butler from one of the guest rooms she'd been cleaning and felt relieved. If Sébastien decided to hire this man she wouldn't have to pick up all these extra chores meant for a butler anymore.

The work was piling on and she and Lauren simply didn't have enough time in the day to do it all. Which was also why Ava was currently wearing her old maid outfit.

The guestrooms were in desperate need of a good dusting but she didn't want to get any on the dress she picked out to wear to their date tonight. Besides, the thing was pretty comfortable.

As he came closer to the front door she could see more of his features. He looked pretty old but was strangely tall and skinny. His cheeks were gaunt and he had a large bald spot on the top of his head. The way he dressed was the same as George always had been, in a nice suit.

She also noticed he walked with a limp of sorts. It was barely noticeable but she wondered if Sébastien would hire him like that. He'd compare all candidates with George, he'd confessed to her. Which made it very hard to find someone who would be suitable in his eyes. And George didn't limp.

When the door opened, he disappeared from her sight and she turned back to the room. It was one of many that still needed to be dusted so she had better hurry up if she wanted to finish on time.

Ava had just finished the fifth room and was moving all her supplies into the next one when an 'ahem' pulled her from her deep thoughts. She spun around to find the new candidate-butler standing just a few feet away from her with an expectant look on his face.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Ava said while putting down her things and dusting off her hands on her dress. "I didn't see you there. You're interviewing for the butler position today, aren't you? I'm Ava, by the way."

"I was already hired, actually," the man replied stiffly while looking down his nose at her. "You're the maid, I presume?"

That made Ava pause. Should she introduce herself as the maid? Or as Sébastien's girlfriend? She supposed she was still the maid, and even looked like one.

"Oh, congratulations! And um, yes I'm the maid. But I'm al—"

"There are muddy footsteps in the kitchen, see to it that you clean it right away so the master doesn't see."

She debated telling him that those were Sébastien's own footsteps, along with hers because it had suddenly started raining outside and he had pulled her in. He didn't take the time to take off his shoes and they'd made a beeline for the bedroom after her shirt had soaked through.

But she had forgotten to clean it up after, so he did have a point.

"Oh, yes. Right away," she replied while grabbing her supplies again and turning to walk away.

"I haven't dismissed you yet, maid," he hissed angrily, making her quickly turn around to face him again. She looked up at the man with wide eyes while he continued. "Let me be very clear. I run a tight ship, and a girl such as yourself would do well to remember that I'm in charge and I do not tolerate such insolence. You will address me with 'sir' and wait until I dismiss you. Are we clear?"

Ava didn't know what to say, it had all been so unexpected. George had never been this formal, but she did have experience with it and understood that was the way most households were run. On the hierarchy ladder of estate employees, she was way down at the bottom.

Still shaken, she nodded her head before replying, "Yes, sir."

"Now, you're dismissed," he grumbled out.

Ava didn't have to be told twice and quickly walked out of there. He hadn't even told her his name and she felt bad about their first interaction. She shouldn't have assumed he'd be the same as George but also felt that he'd been unnecessarily harsh on her.

It had been a while since she had to be formal about anything. Sébastien didn't care for it, and neither did anyone around him. But she was going to have to dust off her old etiquettes if she was going to get along with the new butler.

Cleaning the kitchen floor had taken longer than she'd anticipated. Apparently, it wasn't just the kitchen, but the hallways too which caused her to run late for their date. She hadn't seen Sébastien yet, but she still had to shower and do her hair.

While the water slowly warmed up she gathered her clothes and a towel and quickly hopped in. It should've been simple enough, get in, wash, get out.

But her plan fell apart when the bathroom door opened and Sébastien stepped in with a cheesy grin on his face. "Hi, Ava," he sang teasingly.

Her first instincts were to cover up and turn away, even though he'd seen her naked many times already. It didn't make sense to do so she slowly forced herself to relax. Besides, the glass was fogged up enough that he wouldn't be able to see much.

"Hi, Séb," she replied, sounding more nervous than she'd wanted to. "What are you doing?"

He wasn't actually doing anything yet, but by the sparkle of his eyes, she knew that something was up. The increasing grin on his face only confirmed it.

"Saving water," he replied before removing his shirt. She didn't get it until he unbuckled his belt, and after unzipping removed his pants as well.

Her face started glowing red but she didn't want to look away, she loved looking at him. It seemed that he only got more beautiful the longer they were together, which was impressive as he was already easily the most handsome guy she'd ever met.

She stepped aside when he opened the shower door, the small space suddenly more crowded than it was meant to be. "Hi, Ava," he repeated again, causing her to giggle. "Hi, Séb," she laughed.

It was hard to stand still when his eyes moved ever so slowly over her body, as if he wanted to take it all in and etch it into his brain. But this also allowed her to do the same with him, but her eyes got stuck just above his legs where she could see him already getting hard.

Without thinking, she reached for him. As soon as her fingers made contact he let out a hiss and reached out to wrap his hand around the back of her neck and pull her forward. The kiss was rough and heated and she barely noticed her hand had started to move up and down his length.

His free hand wandered all over her body, kneading and stroking all it could find until it reached the bud between her legs. Now, it was her turn to gasp as his fingers expertly moved over her most sensitive area, turning her legs into jelly.

He suddenly jerked away before pushing her back into the wall. His hands guided hers around his neck while he kissed hers. His thighs pushed her legs apart while he lined himself up with her entrance.

She closed her eyes in bliss while his lips worked wonders on her neck. He pushed himself in ever so slowly and her mouth released all kinds of involuntary sounds. His breathing was hard and ragged while his length moved in and out of her and she moved her hips along with the rhythm.

Ava held on to him for her dear life as he picked up speed and before long she found her release. Her walls clenched around him and he followed soon after. Warmth filled her core and slowly reality came back to her.

The shower was still running, but only Sébastien stood half under it. She looked up and cupped his cheek to gently kiss him. Utterly satisfied, they untangled themselves from each other in a daze and he pulled her back under the stream with him.

She was happy they'd gotten birth control a few weeks prior, it allowed for more spontaneous adventures like these.

"Can I wash your hair?" she asked, wanting to weave her hands through the soft strands now that his hair had gotten a little longer. "You can do whatever you want with me," he winked back at her before handing over the shampoo.

The comment flushed her cheeks red and she worried that they'd never be able to leave the shower on time.


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