"If I forget, I'm only going to laugh all over again," she said, reminding him of her rather annoying condition. "And is she living here? I'm yet to meet her. You really do have a harem if you include your aunt."
Scarlett gave him a firtatious grin and leaned close, rather glad she'd worn low cut robes now she was thinking about it. "And when does a man being married stop me?" she asked. "I know plenty of things that you can't resist but who am I to lead you into temptation?"
She looked at the contract and pointed at the words. "There," she said. "I'm also guessing that the two of you can't kill each other? Surely you can do a Romeo and Juliet and one of you can take a potion that will stop your hearts long enough to pronounce you dead before restarting them or something? Be inventive, darling."
Lettie sat herself down in his lap and passed him Cass's letter before concentrating more on the contract. "You really are fucked," she said seriously. "And yes, I hope so. I really am sick of the whole 'I don't remember' malarkey. I imagine you're just as sick of it."