Unconsciously wringing her hands, Hannah smiled for his benefit.  She understood how embarrassment felt and tried to blow it off.  "I hope you'll like the sleepwear they're bringing for you.  It's from a famous shop nearby that makes the softest flannel this side of the Atlantic."  With a little time to kill before dinner arrive, she showed him the draft of her next story.  "Tell me what you think, Andrew. Is it too cheesy from a male's point of view?"  It was the first time she was sharing her writing with anyone outside of her editor.