@sailingtempest 〢 cont from here .
Simon raised his eyebrows at her implication, then tipped his head back and laughed heartily. “Oh, darling,” he tittered, “no, no, I want nothing of the sort from you. I’m not of that persuasion, if you know what I mean.” Perhaps, that did not make him sound like any less of a dirty old man, but it was the truth. He wanted nothing of the sort from her. He was, for once in his life, merely trying to perform a good deed.
“If you don’t trust it, I understand. It’s wise not to.”
He didn’t have much of a reason for stopping near her, just that he liked meeting new people, and it seemed like a good opportunity to do so.
“Still, you’re liable to catch a cold if you stay out in all this!”


















