Present
Geralt:
“I’m bored.”
I smiled from behind the book I was pretending to read, my mind instead intently focused on the beautiful woman lounging in the hammock across from me. Her hand was draped over her head dramatically, as if another minute without entertainment might actually kill her.
“I’m sorry to hear my company isn’t stimulating enough for you. Any suggestions on how I can improve?”
My words had the desired effect as her face broke out into a wide smile.
She was truly breathtaking.
“Hmmm, let me think…maybe you could read aloud, since you’re hogging the only good book in your entire house?”
I looked down and saw that the book was a tattered romance novel, likely left by one of my friends during their frequent visits.
“I can’t do that. Any women within hearing range
