he who hesitates is toast

"Very impressive," she compliments him, amused, and lifts her glass for him to top her off. She'll have to be careful not to have too much too quickly; she can already feel the warm glow of the wine seeping through her veins.

She looks around the clearing and the trees, blinks up at the dappled sunlight as it comes filtering down. "It reminds me a little of Virginia," she murmurs. "Our house is out in the woods, on the mountain."