“I guess that means that I’m sitting here with Wonder Woman. That’s even more daunting then when I thought you were just Lauren Foster.”
“Just Lauren Foster? I wonder who the hell that is.”
He couldn’t think of how to answer that, so he went against his nature and kept his mouth shut.
There was one of those long, strange silences that she’d mentioned. He tried to sense the quality of it. Tense? Pensive? Bored? He just wasn’t sure, but he was leaning toward some form of tension, as if the air was vibrating in some new register.
Then he heard her rising to her feet. He stood as well and actually bumped elbows with her.
They remained without speaking for several long moments. Tentative? Questioning?
“You actually didn’t sleep with Clara in case you got a chance to sleep with me?”
“No.
