I smile as I have an idea. We walk down a stairwell and we go to a private deck. I lead him to the double tanning chairs. I sit on one side and he sits on the other. I turn my body to face him.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
“And how shall I think of you?' He considered a moment and then laughed. 'Think of me with my nose in a book!” — Susanna Clarke, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell