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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 300) Respectable

“What did happen, exactly?” Lyla stammers the words out as she dips an apple slice into caramel. Crispin grins slightly because he knows what she is really trying to ask.

“No worries,” he smiles wide as he leans toward her a bit. In a way, his reaction actually makes her feel more relaxed. “It’s as I stated, we ate dinner, drank a bit, a bit too much actually,” Laughing, he looks her in the eye then his smile fades slightly. “We sat on the sofa talking, facing the firelight, and I held you in my arms for the first time.” He grows serious as his eyes focus in on her, he then grins and looks out at the dark foyer of the house.

“I didn’t want you to leave and asked you to stay and you did. Then apparently, I bored you to tears because you fell asleep.” He winks and laughs aloud again. “I stayed there with you, holding you. A few hours later, you woke up and I brought you here. It was all very respectable.”

“I actually do remember some of that, but only in flashes and small segments. I’m not sure of how to explain it, but I do not seem to have any memories of how I felt at the time. Does that make any sense?” Lyla says as she looks down at the quilt. “So, were you here the night of the party?” she asks. Crispin looks up at her and says nothing at first. He then takes a long drink of wine before continuing.

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