Setting Sail

She was the kind of girl that women loved to hate. She was an adult he supposed, but so young that she still had the exuberance of youth. She had that movie star look, not overly tall and willowy, but more like an action star. Her muscle definition was perfect and she walked with the confidence of someone a decade older. She wasn't just flawless in her bone structure, her coat was like silk over glass and she radiated an intelligent beauty. That was of course, until she called him...off? The young man jaws were agape once more as he was, in a word, shocked by the words his auditory system caught. Challenged? he questioned her words, rethorically, with an astonished look painted all over his handsome features. Now wait just one god damn minute. his deep baritone clashed with her own and he could not believe his ears. There must be some sort of misunderstanding here. he continued, pressing on with a rather oblivious manner because hell, he did not know what he had done or said to anger this angel. Were all women like that?