Diana Gabaldon Quote
How long has it been since you last slept with a woman, if you don’t mind my asking? He didn’t appear to mind. He frowned a little and scratched his chest thoughtfully. Oh … fifteen years? At least that. He glanced at me, his expression altering to one of concern. Oh. I do apologize. You do? For what? I arched one brow. I could think of a number of things he might apologize for, but probably none of those was what he had in mind. I am afraid I was perhaps not … he hesitated. Very gentlemanly. Oh, you weren’t, I said, rather tartly. But I assure you that I wasn’t being at all ladylike myself. He looked at me, and his mouth worked a bit, as though trying to frame some response to that, but after a moment or two he shook his head and gave it up. Besides, it wasn’t me you were making love to, I said, and both of us know it. He looked up, startled, his eyes very blue. Then the shadow of a smile crossed his face, and he looked down at the quilted coverlet. No, he said softly. Nor were you, I think, making love to me. Were you?
How long has it been since you last slept with a woman, if you don’t mind my asking? He didn’t appear to mind. He frowned a little and scratched his chest thoughtfully. Oh … fifteen years? At least that. He glanced at me, his expression altering to one of concern. Oh. I do apologize. You do? For what? I arched one brow. I could think of a number of things he might apologize for, but probably none of those was what he had in mind. I am afraid I was perhaps not … he hesitated. Very gentlemanly. Oh, you weren’t, I said, rather tartly. But I assure you that I wasn’t being at all ladylike myself. He looked at me, and his mouth worked a bit, as though trying to frame some response to that, but after a moment or two he shook his head and gave it up. Besides, it wasn’t me you were making love to, I said, and both of us know it. He looked up, startled, his eyes very blue. Then the shadow of a smile crossed his face, and he looked down at the quilted coverlet. No, he said softly. Nor were you, I think, making love to me. Were you?