Questions Asked And Answered
“So,” she smiled as she sat down gracefully on the big, comfortable armchair in her living room. “What did you think of the play?” She smiled at him over the rim of her glass as she took a sip of her drink. She crossed her legs and the hem of her skirt slid a little further up her thigh. She acted as if she didn’t notice that, and tilted her head to one side as she waited for his answer.
Already seated on her couch, he took a sip from his own drink, heavy on the orange juice and light on the rum, frowning slightly as if he was trying to choose his words. The fact was that he had a lot more to think about tonight than the play they’d seen. He’d known her for several years now, and he’d always regarded her as a good friend, but no more than a friend. They had s
