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I
couldn
’
t
remember
the
last
time
I
’
d
talked
so
much
.
More
often
than
not
,
I
felt
self
-
conscious
,
certain
I
must
be
boring
him
.
But
the
absolute
absorption
of
his
face
,
and
his
never
-
ending
stream
of
questions
,
compelled
me
to
continue
.
Mostly
his
questions
were
easy
,
only
a
very
few
triggering
my
easy
blushes
.
But
when
I
did
flush
,
it
brought
on
a
whole
new
round
of
questions
.
Such
as
the
time
he
asked
my
favorite
gemstone
,
and
I
blurted
out
topaz
before
thinking
.
He
’
d
been
flinging
questions
at
me
with
such
speed
that
I
felt
like
I
was
taking
one
of
those
psychiatric
tests
where
you
answer
with
the
first
word
that
comes
to
mind
.
I
was
sure
he
would
have
continued
down
whatever
mental
list
he
was
following
,
except
for
the
blush
.
My
face
reddened
because
,
until
very
recently
,
my
favorite
gemstone
was
garnet
.
It
was
impossible
,
while
staring
back
into
his
topaz
eyes
,
not
to
remember
the
reason
for
the
switch
.
And
,
naturally
,
he
wouldn
’
t
rest
until
I
’
d
admitted
why
I
was
embarrassed
.
"
Tell
me
,
"
he
finally
commanded
after
persuasion
failed
-
failed
only
because
I
kept
my
eyes
safely
away
from
his
face
.
"
It
’
s
the
color
of
your
eyes
today
,
"
I
sighed
,
surrendering
,
staring
down
at
my
hands
as
I
fiddled
with
a
piece
of
my
hair
.
"
I
suppose
if
you
asked
me
in
two
weeks
I
’
d
say
onyx
.
"
I
’
d
given
more
information
than
necessary
in
my
unwilling
honesty
,
and
I
worried
it
would
provoke
the
strange
anger
that
flared
whenever
I
slipped
and
revealed
too
clearly
how
obsessed
I
was
.
But
his
pause
was
very
short
.
"
What
kinds
of
flowers
do
you
prefer
?
"
he
fired
off
.
I
sighed
in
relief
,
and
continued
with
the
psychoanalysis
.
Biology
was
a
complication
again
.
Edward
had
continued
with
his
quizzing
up
until
Mr
.
Banner
entered
the
room
,
dragging
the
audiovisual
frame
again
.
As
the
teacher
approached
the
light
switch
,
I
noticed
Edward
slide
his
chair
slightly
farther
away
from
mine
.
It
didn
’
t
help
.
As
soon
as
the
room
was
dark
,
there
was
the
same
electric
spark
,
the
same
restless
craving
to
stretch
my
hand
across
the
short
space
and
touch
his
cold
skin
,
as
yesterday
.
I
leaned
forward
on
the
table
,
resting
my
chin
on
my
folded
arms
,
my
hidden
fingers
gripping
the
table
’
s
edge
as
I
fought
to
ignore
the
irrational
longing
that
unsettled
me
.
I
didn
’
t
look
at
him
,
afraid
that
if
he
was
looking
at
me
,
it
would
only
make
self
-
control
that
much
harder
.
I
sincerely
tried
to
watch
the
movie
,
but
at
the
end
of
the
hour
I
had
no
idea
what
I
’
d
just
seen
.
I
sighed
in
relief
again
when
Mr
.
