#25841 - Words weren’t necessary! The bottle of Merlot, which was still on the window-ledge in the hall, did get drunk that night, but it wasn’t until about 10. The strange thing was that as I stood holding the cat between us, this touch of hand-against-hand seemed to linger. We had not mentioned a meal and had chosen a time that made it clear we both had time to eat beforehand, so neither of us expected to go through any kind of “ritual courtship”.
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