Smiling up at him, she shrugged, "Well that's a woman for you. Guess you can't change us." Her eyes never left his face, and finally in partial defeat, or perhaps acceptance of the emotions beginning to surface between them he smiled back in return.
"Don't know that I want to," be paused watching for her grin, "after all, you're still the best opposite sex available."
"Well, I don't know about that," she paused with a beguiling glance, "who's to say WE are the opposite sex, maybe that honor belongs to you, eh?"
"Madam," he offered with an egotistical harrumph, "clearly God above created man FIRST, thus making you the alternative, the opposite if you will, don't you agree?" "Hardly," she grinned, "as a creative writer, I can assure you the first effort is rarely your best; it's with reflection, consideration that you produce your final, your perfect work."
Circling her, he silently reflected upon her words, "There you have me Madam," he said gently, letting his gaze drop from her face, down to her shoes and slowly back up again, "who am I to argue with what clearly is perfection indeed."
Carolyn had expected to continue the jesting exchange between them, but she was unprepared for this departure into what was clearly new territory. "I, uh, then. . ." she paused turning away from him, unable to collect her thoughts while she was fighting down the deep blush coloring her cheeks.
Taking pity on her, he took a careful step back, "but perhaps we do not need to claim any particular position, any specific role here – yet that is. Do you agree?" Turning back, she looked quietly at him, with new and obvious interest, "I do Captain," she spoke quietly, "I suspect time will give us the chance to understand what may be, what could be. . ." Nodding her head, she stepped quickly out of the room, leaving him alone, feeling as if he had both gained some insight of her, but gained in confusion as well. "We'll try again another day," he murmured before disappearing to the comfortable quiet of the widows walk, and some much needed contemplation.