[How dare he keep doing this to her?? Amelia keeps her gaze on the tomato, continuing to cut deliberately thin slices so she can concentrate on something else other than his saccharine words and his warm, flushed smile.
"You're so difficult!" she wants to say, Miss Difficult herself. Luckily, she pulls back that impulse and tries for something nicer, gentler.]
You're right. It's nice.
[Okay, stiff, but sure. She mumbles something under her breath.]
But you could wait at least wait until after dinner...
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"You're so difficult!" she wants to say, Miss Difficult herself. Luckily, she pulls back that impulse and tries for something nicer, gentler.]
You're right. It's nice.
[Okay, stiff, but sure. She mumbles something under her breath.]
But you could wait at least wait until after dinner...