[ She will pretend not to notice the staring; she doesn’t know what to do about it beyond blush to her roots, her pulse quickening, jumping at her throat. Anyone else she would be liable to throttle, but you don’t scream at somebody after you came to visit them and then dripped all over their newly rebuilt home.
Accepting the blanket, it’s quickly wrapped around her middle. Very unfashionable, but it will have to do. Swallowing, she ventures over to the lit fireplace. She’s not too much of a lady to refuse to sit beside it, lowering herself to her knees and crowding close to the warmth.
It’s a few minutes before she gets up the will to speak. ]
And what if I did? [ Her voice, gentle but firm. ] Would that be so wrong?
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Accepting the blanket, it’s quickly wrapped around her middle. Very unfashionable, but it will have to do. Swallowing, she ventures over to the lit fireplace. She’s not too much of a lady to refuse to sit beside it, lowering herself to her knees and crowding close to the warmth.
It’s a few minutes before she gets up the will to speak. ]
And what if I did? [ Her voice, gentle but firm. ] Would that be so wrong?