And there it was. The actual question they had for me. Lord Greves was eyeing me with interest now, as was Laurence, and every other man in the bathing chambers. Who the hell did they think I was? The truth was that Isobel was the only woman I'd ever been with. Would they even believe that? Would they want to hear that…?
I shifted slightly, doing my best to maintain my nonchalant composure. "I see where you're coming from, Laurence, but I don't have any experiences like that."
"That's fair," Laurence allowed. "But surely you've been with your fair share of women. I can only imagine the kinds of women who throw themselves at an Adventurer of your status."
"Plenty," I admitted. "But I haven't slept with any of them."
"Not one…?" Lord Greaves asked. "Back during my single years, I certainly would've if they were attractive enough."
"Nope. Not one."
"So… are you a virgin…?" Laurence asked, a slight hint of concern in his eye.
