“I’ll take that under advisement,” Denaina said, as she lifted another sea-curl. It seemed coy to me at the time, shadow-son, but maybe that was the wine. Maybe it was just that natural reserve that women have.
“You know, if you’ve found someone to keep you company... to fill out your four... I’ll throw the engagement party for you,” I said.
Her brows came down. Ehhh, I’d stepped in the kyash again. Men should learn more natural reserve. “What’s that supposed to mean?” she said. “You know you’d have heard about it if I had.”
“I’m just saying...”