C62 Steal Her Shame

I half carried her into the elevator, and in the elevator I held her like that, while she, looking up slightly at me, looked at me, and suddenly smiled, showing her white teeth, so neat and lovely, and what was she laughing at? I looked at her in silence, looked deeply at her, and said, "What are you laughing at?"

She lifted her hand, then dropped it heavily and said, "My dad said you were a