I don't get what she's trying to say.

I give Cassey a half smile and say, "If I didn't know better I would say that you are trying to seduce me."

Under the table, Cassey runs her toe up my leg. "I think that you may know better than you realize."

I am absolutely floored by her statement (and her toes). The thought that she might be interested in me never even entered my mind. Flirting is one thing, but my highly tuned detective reasoning has picked up on something else. I shake my head and say, "Come again?"

She flashes me her broad and bright smile "I think you heard me correctly."

"I guess I did...maybe the better question is why? I mean, you are obviously a lady of culture and dignity, why would you be interested in a guy like me?"

Cassey gives me an odd look and sets her drink down. "Why is anyone interested in anyone? People have been trying for thousands of years to understand why two people fall for each other. I am physically attracted to you, I admit, and the spark is always a good start. After talking to you, that spark has been...Shall we say fanned?"

She leans over the table and takes my hands "I know it's not very British, but I'm not one to hide my feelings Whisper. There is something about you that reminds me of a cowboy or a knight. I think it's your sense of honor..." I can feel myself blush at those words. Cassey smiles and finishes, "or humility. Whatever it is, I can feel myself falling hard for you. I also realize that I am taking a risk telling you this, but you don't seem the type to try to take advantage of it. I do apologize for being so forward however. Americans do not have a reputation for understanding subtlety"

The last remark stings, but I quickly realize that, with me at least, she is right. If she had decided to play some games, it would have taken me all night to realize what she was trying to say. Not a good reflection on my detective skills.

She looks my over for a bit and then asks, "Well, what do you have to say?"