“Is that what I am?” I chuckle again. “A silver fox?”
She shrugs, causing her breasts to move in the summer dress. She’s not showing much cleavage, but there’s a little, an enticing preview.
“I don’t know,” she mutters. “I…. Have you seen the rest of the garden?”
“The rest of the garden?” I ask.
She nods. “There’s a side passage. It leads to a pond. It’s quite pretty.”
My body stirs. My mind spins over and over.
She wants to go someplace private.
Stepping even closer, I say, “Show me.”