"Would you sit down already?" he grumbled. "You're starting to drive me crazy." "I have a problem." "So you've said. Now would you tell me what it is already? Enid is upstairs waiting. Her feet are hurting and I promised her a foot rub." I snorted and shook my head. "What?" "You. She has you wrapped around her little finger." "It will happen to you some day." "Doubtful. I'd have to have a heart in order to lose it." Bastian shrugged. "I'm sure it's there somewhere." Yeah, it's there. Now how do I get rid of the damn thing? "My heart isn't the issue." "So what is?" I stopped pacing long enough to look at him. "She's a virgin." Bastian's eyes widened. "Darcy?" I nodded. "Oh." "Oh? That's all you have to say? I have a bomb like that dropped on me and come to you for help, and you can't give me anything better than 'oh'? What the hell do I do?" 18 Bastian choked on a laugh. "I should think that would be obvious. You visit the harems often enough, so I doubt you need instruction." I glared at him.
