The One With the Key to My Piano

Chapter eight

"Dinner will be done shortly. For now how about you and Ms. Madeline get to know each other while she cleans you up a bit." He smiled before walking out of the room and leaving me alone with the young maid, Madeline. 

Before I could speak she smiled and rushed me into the bathroom. "I'm gonna love this and you will too," she said while giggling.

I couldn't help but giggle along with this joyful new friend I had.  She looked like she enjoyed her job. Does she take care of Wesley's girlfriend as well? Where is Wesley's girlfriend?  I wonder too much.

She began slipping my clothes off and I looked at her confused and quickly grabbed her shoulders to stop her.

"Uhm, may I ask what you think you are doing?"

She looked at me confused as if I was acting dumb when it was the simplest answer. She was undressing me. I knew that this was a maids job but, I haven't ever had this kind of money that he has.

She motioned that it was okay so I nodded and let her continue. Once she had finished undressing me she gave me a robe to wrap myself in. It was a grey robe with my initials on the back. Wow, all this stuff makes it seem like he's been waiting for me to arrive.

Then she sat me down in a chair in front of the bathroom mirror and began working on my hair. As she combed through it she was so gentle and soft. Almost like she was treating my hair like an antique. She smiled at me softly as well. Arising a warm feeling inside of me. 

She finally got the insane waviness out of my hair.  Before I could feel how straight it was she immediately took off the makeup I had on. I shrieked and quickly covered my face.

"W-what are you going!"

I couldn't see her facial expression, but by the sound of her sigh, I knew that somehow she saw that I had freckles under my make that I always kept on. Finally, she spoke. "Why do you cover your freckles?"

I slowly looked up at her, gulping down my embarrassment. "I-I have my reaso--"

"There is no good reason to cover up such beauty." She interrupted me sternly before continuing to take my make up off.

I was so shocked I couldn't gather the strength to stop her. I let her take it all of. Even my mascara. As I looked in the mirror I saw a dark figure in the doorway. Please don't look.