Quite unexpectedly he put his hand over hers as it lay on the table. She had taken off her gloves and now she felt the warm hardness of his fingers.
A sudden tremor went through her, quite unlike anything she had experienced before.
Now she saw that his eyes were on her lips. She then felt herself blush, not because she understood, but rather because of the strange feeling which ran through her at the touch of his hand and something magnetic and exciting was passing between them.
She felt his fingers tighten.
“You know,” he said softly, “the choice is entirely up to you. No one can persuade you to do anything you don’t want to do. You must make up your own mind.”
His words bewildered her. She did not understand what he was trying to say.
It was a part of the whole incomprehensible re
