Love That's Right

Once the topic of Amanda had completely run dry, that was when Mrs. Collins finally went and turned her undivided attention and curiosity towards me. Inquiring all sorts of things with exactly zero shame and absolutely zero bounds.

Of course, the clever, intuitive boyfriend that I am, I saw her queries coming from a mile away… just because she approves of me, doesn't mean she no longer has any reservations about me, after all. So I brought out the inner politician in me, responding to all her questions about our relationship with a bunch of fluff and padding that doesn't actually answer anything. 

I was doing well for a little while there, easily dodging all of her more promiscuous questions. She paused for a moment to hydrate herself, making us both a swirling porcelain cup of tea, before settling herself back onto the sofa with a fresh set of inquiries at the tip of her tongue.