He showed up, a few minutes later, with a seductive smile on his face. Marine asked him to come in. She took his arm and she led him to the living room, guiding him towards the sofa.
— I thought we’d be more comfortable here in front of the fire, instead of going to the café where there’s always so much noise. Louise is next door in her room, but she’s deep into a gripping novel and asks that you forgive her for not coming out to greet you. Please sit down. Shall I pour us a glass of wine, or would you prefer a beer?
Was he disappointed? Or did he think the living room was cozier than the bar in town… in spite of Louise’s presence nearby? With a big grin, he sank down comfortably into the depth of the old couch.
— It’s cold and damp outdoors, I think the wine will warm us up better than
