It was hard.
Smiling and keeping a pleasant talk was something Lizzie found a bit of a chore. It really didn’t matter that Thomas Lewis was the most charming and affable man she met. Perhaps she always had an attitude or ‘spunk’, whatever it was, her cheeks were hurting right now.
The man simply chattered away about his teaching experience while she responded with polite ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’.
Which she had to admit was fairly impressive for a man around his age. He was taking his doctorate right now and juggling studying and working at the university. Her thoughts drifted to James, the young man who worked as a bartender and also studied. Elizabeth could understand why the boy tended to sleep right after their ‘events’, having a full schedule was tiring.
Except for her perhaps
