It took him a moment or two. He kicked himself for that. His brain should’ve been faster on the uptake. It was a process of elimination that narrowed his conclusion to it’s apex. A slow look of realization came over his face, and a hint of a smile crossed his lips. He looked rather embarrassed at missing it. “I apologize for being so forward, Miss Boleyn, but you just asked me to sleep with you, didn’t you?”
She was so F O R W A R D , so F O R G E T F U L that she was not back at home where saying such inappropriate things were normal —- perhaps their behaviors and customs rubbed off on her… But she D I D live a quarter of her life there, learning their traditions and such. With a soft sigh, a smile of embarrassment slid across her own dark features — ❝ I D I D — ❞ she admitted and clasped her hands together, low and in front of her. It was her way of retaining her poise and NOT to freak out of his final realization. How H U M A N it all was… ❝ If it bothers you, since we both DO vary in size and all. I understand. ❞ She was one with an open mind. But there were the many who did not have this quality.