William was not happy with the subtle condescension on Jerrick's face. "Enlighten me, Jerrick," he quipped. "How does one find solace in celibacy after the passing of a beloved wife? One would have expected the floodgates of passion to burst forth, yet it appears you have chosen the path of abstinence, resembling more a monk in contemplation than a man of worldly desires."
Jerrick pressed his lips and averted his eyes, knowing William was provoking him. He was not celibate all the while, was he? She came and just her scent was enough for him to break all the vows he made.
His hands gently reached to the back of his head. Her touches were still fresh in his memory and his ears reddened reliving her touches.
"Ah, you broke your celibacy with Jessamyn, didn't you?" William chuckled.
"You must be feeling better," Jerrick glared at him. "For you to utter her name to me so adventurously…"
