Page 7 of The Stars in the Sky
What the fuck?
"What?" I censored, but I was still taken aback.
"S'bout as polite to ask a farmer how many acres he has as it is to ask a woman the size of her tits."
I never knew that.
"Sorry," I said. "I didn't know that."
"Now you do." For the first time, I saw him smile, and it was a glorious, full face smile that hit his eyes, gentle and a bit mischievous. I didn't know that he had it in him. Total about-face.
It dazed me, it was so beautiful, and it felt like forgiveness. I thought that I’d do anything to see him smile like that again.
And like that, things shifted slightly. I realized that I hadn’t sat next to him just to fuck with him. I sat next to him because I was very much attracted to him, drawn to him like a magnet, even though he was my opponent on issues that mattered very much to me. I couldn’t seem to leave him alone in the short period of time I’d known him and whenever he was around he was the only one I paid attention to.
He seemed to be the same way, because I noticed him conscientiouslynotlooking at me, but I could have sworn he’d just been watching. We were two galactic bodies orbiting each other, pulled by gravity, but repelled by an equal force.
Okay, I don’t know if that exists in physics but that was how I felt.
And I wanted more of him.
He continued, quietly, still smiling, "But you can always ask to see and if they wanna show you, then that's okay."
See what? My breasts? Or his ranch?
Guess I'd find out.
