Oh, good, she was ready for him. Oz arched an eyebrow at her in response to her statement, though he thought he knew exactly what she meant by it. The eyebrow was less a question, more a dare for her to actually say it. She wouldn't, of course; it wasn't polite to say such things so bluntly. Or maybe she would; she didn't have a habit of being polite, at least not where he was concerned.
He adjusted his mental calculus slightly. If she'd thought through this conversation already and had pithy responses ready to go, it might take as many as eight sentences to make her flush.
"Because of my well-known fondness for the countryside," he supplied tartly, hoping she would contradict him. "And generally sociable disposition. Although apparently the latter isn't a prerequisite for an invitation."
He adjusted his mental calculus slightly. If she'd thought through this conversation already and had pithy responses ready to go, it might take as many as eight sentences to make her flush.
"Because of my well-known fondness for the countryside," he supplied tartly, hoping she would contradict him. "And generally sociable disposition. Although apparently the latter isn't a prerequisite for an invitation."
MJ is the light of my life <3