*Jack*
I study her, not certain if she will welcome my company, but I have some questions I want answered, and I think the garden might be a better place for that. I hope the toys I had brought will cause her to lower her guard. “Yes, I promise to be on my best behavior.”
“Your best could still be quite bad.” She points out.
It could indeed. I feel badly that she had gotten sick and wonder if my actions the night before she collapsed… plying her with brandy and then a kiss, the memory of which still has the power to make my body respond… had any bearing on her health. I can’t ask Grimley without explaining what I had done… not that I’m ashamed, but I’m not accustomed to sharing the personal intimacies of my life.
“Out of deference for your recent illness, my best will be good. I was th
