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You could just tell she was feeling hurt.

Hull raised an eyebrow. "What's going on?"

Susanna rolled over in bed, clutching the comforter around her. Her voice was muffled. "Nothing. I'm fine."

But she was obviously not fine.

Hull sighed. “Look, I know women from Portis City have all these big ideas about, you know, waiting for the right moment..... maybe even saving it for their wedding night. But come on, that's old-school stuff. Are people really still that conservative?"

Susanna's eyes went wide. "Are we really having this conversation?"

Seriously. Was this the kind of thing you just talked about so casually?

Well, whatever, she had bigger things on her mind right now.

Hull, seeing she wasn't answering, started rummaging through the medical kit, snapping on latex gloves. "Alright, pants down."

Susanna sat up, alarmed. “I can do it myself.”

Just the idea of him telling her to take her pants off made her freeze up.

"Or I could ask the housekeeper to help, if you'd prefer," Hull offered.

"You sure about that?" he added.

Susanna hesitated. Was she? No way. If the housekeeper got involved, she'd die of embarrassment. "I'll do it."

So, she braced herself, cheeks burning.

Hull gave her a look-intense, unreadable. Susanna squirmed under his gaze.

“Um..... what's with the look?" she mumbled. "Can't I just do it myself?"

completely unfazed. “Feeling

glared. "Is

about stuff like this

in bed, Susanna would've started

came

smirked. "I've

Susanna groaned.

listen to him. Like he

calm. So matter-of-fact. Like none of this fazed him at

last bit of

Hull lost patience. With one swift move, he just pulled her pants

time to protest—she

muttered,

was

"I don't really

sat up,

course you do! You said if

I'd get to

seen her. I

enough to make

about her family, Susanna had started to find

had happened, she was thrilled for

night, over dinner, Ronald turned to Stella. "You know Susanna spent the whole

"She did what?

Ronald said,

morning when Susanna called, her voice trembling as she talked about that

was out practicing

pride shining through. “She's a

Ronald nodded. "Yeah."