To his surprise, Eloise giggled. “You bite, don’t you?” she asked. “Remind me to remember that.”
“I shall.”
“Of course, your actions weren’t good breeding either.”
“Admitted—but I’ve never pretended to be what I’m not. I’m the son of a spaceship skipper, and I’m a veterinarian. That’s all.”
“That’s not all. You are also a man.” Her face was sober, “It’s been some time since I’ve met one. I’d almost forgotten they existed.”
“There’s your brother.”
“Alex?—he’s a money making machine. Come—sit beside me and let’s talk.”
“About what?”
“You—me—your job, your life—anything you wish?”
“That line isn’t exactly new,” Kennon grinned.