At her cackling, his grip on her tightened in dismay. He ought to discipline her somehow – but unfortunately Ursula had never taken well once for the disciplining, and meanwhile Phineas was determined not to care enough about her to lose his temper, no matter how she mocked him. Or insinuated his impotence.
“Perhaps,” Phineas said stiffly, “you might find me more tempted by my wife, were she not always so – so cheap and whoreish and crude.” For that matter, he probably could have installed a halfpenny whore for his spouse all those years ago and found her better suited to the role of a gentleman’s wife than Ursula had proven. “I will wait for your apology.”
(If there was any disturbance in his trousers now, it was surely less to do with their closeness and her crudeness and more from the uncomfortable and ill-becoming damp patch with which she had blessed him. He wished he had dried it off first with a spell, but now that would mean letting go of her – and letting her get away with it.)
“Perhaps,” Phineas said stiffly, “you might find me more tempted by my wife, were she not always so – so cheap and whoreish and crude.” For that matter, he probably could have installed a halfpenny whore for his spouse all those years ago and found her better suited to the role of a gentleman’s wife than Ursula had proven. “I will wait for your apology.”
(If there was any disturbance in his trousers now, it was surely less to do with their closeness and her crudeness and more from the uncomfortable and ill-becoming damp patch with which she had blessed him. He wished he had dried it off first with a spell, but now that would mean letting go of her – and letting her get away with it.)
