Cass had hardly expected Montague to be accepting and he was hardly surprised when he called him sick. When he added that he ought to stay away from Marlowe, however, he couldn't help but to gape.
He couldn't honestly be that fucking stupid, could he?
Burying his head in his hands, he nearly groaned. 'You fucking idiot!' he said, though he wasn't even able to be angry. 'Have you told Miles to stay away from your future daughters, then? Seeing as he's turned on by woman, and all. And come to think of it, are you assaulting young girls yourself perhaps? Because only then could you be so fucking stupid as to think that being interested in men would equalise wanting to go after young boys.'
He snorted. 'Look, don't even bother to answer, I'll make this really easy for you. I've fucked men and women - all adults, thank you very much. Now I fuck one man, and one man only - or rather I will once I get out of this bed.' He sighed. 'And to make it even easier for you to walk out that door - the man I will fuck, who I do already love and will move in with as soon as they let me out of this place, is Percy Weasley. Aren't I glad to give you yet another reason to hate me?'