*Isadora*
I can say with complete honesty that his words take me by utter surprise. “A tutor ?”
He gives a short nod. “Let me just get us some tea and then I will explain everything”.
“Actually, I think I would prefer the sherry you mentioned earlier”.
A smile spreads on his face, one that is fully and completely. This is when I realize all the little hints of his grin he has bestowed upon me before has failed to prepare me for the devastating reality of how it transforms him from handsome into achingly beautiful. He snatches my breath, as stealthily as a pickpocket sneaking a wallet from a pocket, a bracelet from around a wrist or a ring off a finger. So the object is gone before the wearer realizes it has been taken. One moment I am breathing, and the next I have quite simply forgott
