Duck Lake Snuck Out Like A Teen

It wasn't the answer he was expecting and a part of him was disapointed that she didn't even aknowledge his advances. But he didn't want to be rude to her and one of the things he was looking forward to, he would just have to wait alittle longer. She suggested talking and when she did he moved away from her. Not far away but they were no longer touching and he took a few steps into the water before turning to face her direction. The water was a little cool but not that cold that day and he bent his head down to take a drink. 

"Sure. We can do that. What would you like to talk about?" They both knew personal things about eachother and he wasn't sure what else there would be to talk about. He was used to things going in one direction or another. Acceptance or refusal, not this inbetween state of approval, but under conditions and only at a curtain time. A part of him wanted to be direct as she had been to him, but he thought it would be disrespectful to come right out and ask for intimacy.