Michael shook his head and laughed again. This was going to be far more enjoyable than he had imagined. "That was ages ago and you were what? Fifteen?" He waved his hand off to the side as if he was sweeping away stale air. "Doesn't count, and Goldstein said you were a pleasant and charming date." Michael didn't see the harm in stretching the truth. If Anthony hadn't been so utterly awkward that night he probably would have thought it of Liliana.
"I'm thinking of something spicy to get the blood pumping," he said with a wink. "You two catch up. I've had an opportunity already." Then he smiled at his mate.