I put on a look of mild surprise, as if the idea she had just raised had caught me off guard, and then spoke in a careful, measured tone.
"No, Aunt Maya… It's not like that. But I think even before Rachel and I confirmed our relationship, she already had some suspicions about you. She said it felt like you were trying to seduce me."
Maya's eyes widened. For a moment she looked genuinely stunned, the earlier anger and conflict briefly replaced by disbelief.
"What…? That's… no. When did I ever try to seduce you? You're lying."
I shook my head slowly, keeping my voice calm.
"I'm not lying. Think about it. When you clung to me and insisted I carry you on my back… and before that, when your dress slipped and revealed your…" I paused deliberately, then pointed toward her chest, "…when it revealed your nipple."
