"This way, then." She picked up one of the lamps she'd lit during the meal and led him through the kitchen into a butler's pantry, then down a narrow hall. A plain wooden door opened into a small suite, simply but comfortably furnished. She led him through the sitting room into a bedroom with a decently sized wrought iron bed and a fire ready to be started in the grate.
"This is perfect," he said, leaning against the doorframe. His arm around her shoulder felt natural and he let himself enjoy, just for a moment, the sensation of having an attractive woman snuggled close to his side. "I am sorry to impose, but I'm not sorry to have had the chance to meet in such quiet surrounds. I imagine our conversation would have gone very differently with four children in the room."