"Wasn't that actually a euphemism for having sex outside?"
At least, he was pretty sure of that. The conversation was rather, sexually charged, and, at the time, the idea of having such a liaison was something Richard was almost willing to partake in. At least he would have been willing if she had remembered everything. But he wasn't actually expecting a picnic. In fact, he'd forgotten all about it by now.
Like he always did, Richard slowed his gait to match Alex's. It had become something almost unconscious as the years had passed between them. This time, however, he moved closer, taking part of the burden of the basket by acting as if he were simply trying to hold her hand. It was, after all, a Lizzie day, and while it entertained him to no end to watch her struggle in soreness at the choice she'd made, he wasn't a wholly cruel man to let her hurt herself more.
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At least, he was pretty sure of that. The conversation was rather, sexually charged, and, at the time, the idea of having such a liaison was something Richard was almost willing to partake in. At least he would have been willing if she had remembered everything. But he wasn't actually expecting a picnic. In fact, he'd forgotten all about it by now.
Like he always did, Richard slowed his gait to match Alex's. It had become something almost unconscious as the years had passed between them. This time, however, he moved closer, taking part of the burden of the basket by acting as if he were simply trying to hold her hand. It was, after all, a Lizzie day, and while it entertained him to no end to watch her struggle in soreness at the choice she'd made, he wasn't a wholly cruel man to let her hurt herself more.