Dianna was sitting in the livingroom with her tea across from Eriol. He was eating her pumpkin pie.

“You’re eating.” She wrinkled her nose surprised. He looked down at the plate. “I guess I am…strange I didn’t really think about it..it smelled good.” He chuckled to himself amused at the fact that he was in fact eating.

Dianna flipped through the channels. “Do you think I’m a whore?” She asked suddenly. Eriol’s eyes were a rich gold now that reflect the blue of the clearest oceans, he looked her over. “No, Why would you ask?” He said

“You’re ex-wife use to tell Chris I was.” She said. Eriol’s cool lips pressed together and then cracked in to a pearly white smile.

“Have we had sex?” He asked

“No.”

“Have you had sex with anyone else since we started dating or got engaged?”

“No”

“Then why would you think you’re a whore?” He replied

She smiled scooting closing to him inhaling the warm smell of the forest. “You are the one just for me.” She told him. “I can honestly say the same to you for the first time in my life.” Eriol told her.

He sat down the plate. “Plus only whores call everyone else whores.” He said plainly.