Harry shrugged, holding up his hands in a helpless gesture. "You're a gorgeous woman, Phae. I don't ask where gorgeous women spend their time. They might actually answer." And remind me how long it's been since I--
He stomped down on that thought before Phaedra could hear the end of it.
It was York that did it, so this guy was new. And when Phaedra revealed the crux of the situation, Harry grimaced. "Well, shit." He frowned. "Without going into detail about your taste in men - which I don't want to know - is he someone that deserves a hit on him?"