~ Revelation ~
He found her body fascinating in a way he'd never experienced, and wondered, at first, why this should be so.
She was flesh and bone. Exquisitely proportioned, of course. Hair like heavy silk. Skin nearly flawless, save for a few freckles and the appendectomy scar he always kissed on journeys further south, eliciting such a delightful response.
Perhaps that was it: her reactions were predictable, yet infinitely varied. As satisfying as the best science. Or playing his violin.
But finally he realized it wasn't really any of those things.
For a smart man, he could be remarkably blind at times.
