When the first light of the rising moon silver necklace touched the sail, illuminating the boat with pearly radiance, Ruth moved away from him.They had been diversions, incidents, part of the game men play, but a small part at most. And now, and for the first time, he was a suppliant, tender and timid and doubting.And when such an opening came, he knew by long experience to play for it and to play hard.Martin was the only one capable of handling a boat, and he was pressed into service.
She leaned lightly against his shoulder, but she leaned, and she continued to lean when he shifted his position to make it more comfortable for her.She was overcome with shame and with the mystery of her own burgeoning womanhood.Then she remembered Vibram Five Fingers how they had drawn mutually away before the revealing moon, and she knew he would know it for a lie.And there were opportunities, too, for her hair to brush his cheek, and for shoulder to touch shoulder, as they leaned together over the beauty of the books.
Her judgment was as young as she, but her instincts were as old as the race and older.Tongue-tied by inexperience and by excess of ardor, wooing unwittingly and awkwardly, Martin continued his approach by contact.She smiled to herself at vagrant impulses which arose from nowhere and suggested that she rumple his hair; while he desired greatly, when they tired of reading, to rest his head in her lap and dream MBT Shoes with closed eyes about the future that was to be theirs.