[He would have been quite happy to look around by himself, wander into the kitchen with her perhaps, take a look at her living room, maybe look at some of her personal effects out of curiosity more than anything, but before he knew it her hand was in his and he couldn't do much else other than follow her lead.
It was a little strange, if only because he was used to being one step ahead of her, all the time. He liked it though, and the smile on his face was probably enough to convey that message. If he focused on her face for long enough to let her see. So, he might have been giving himself some time to admire her in that dress-- it was becoming a more common occurrence these days, but even so, he had to take his chances when they came.]
Ah, well looked after then.
I--
[Did he really have much choice about what he was doing? Rather than speak up - he simply followed her.]
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It was a little strange, if only because he was used to being one step ahead of her, all the time. He liked it though, and the smile on his face was probably enough to convey that message. If he focused on her face for long enough to let her see. So, he might have been giving himself some time to admire her in that dress-- it was becoming a more common occurrence these days, but even so, he had to take his chances when they came.]
Ah, well looked after then.
I--
[Did he really have much choice about what he was doing? Rather than speak up - he simply followed her.]
Tea? Sophisticated.