He makes cabin fever sound nearly tolerable, when taken with the accommodating way his fingers move on her bound-up neck. She hums a single note, approval and inquiry rolled together.
"What did you have in mind?" Her gaze slides toward him, smooth as the lake's surface and with much the same glint. "Precisely." If he's offering to divert her attention all winter, well. He should have a plan of action.
Such banter is new between them, his end at the least, and typically it's Daryl echoing her mood rather than setting it himself. Carol finds the diversion intriguing, agreeable, however. If he's going to start something she can't be expected to let it slide especially when they're so very much alone, more so even than behind a closed door at home.
The question is, fortunately for him, multiple choice, and he's free to respond with either explanation or example. At least she should be allowed to reel something in today.
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"What did you have in mind?" Her gaze slides toward him, smooth as the lake's surface and with much the same glint. "Precisely." If he's offering to divert her attention all winter, well. He should have a plan of action.
Such banter is new between them, his end at the least, and typically it's Daryl echoing her mood rather than setting it himself. Carol finds the diversion intriguing, agreeable, however. If he's going to start something she can't be expected to let it slide especially when they're so very much alone, more so even than behind a closed door at home.
The question is, fortunately for him, multiple choice, and he's free to respond with either explanation or example. At least she should be allowed to reel something in today.