"I know, I know," he sighed, reached over and ruffled her hair. The compound definitely didn't seem equal in the number of men and women, or unrelated men and women, or maybe when it came to sexuality. Duke didn't know the exact problem, but he couldn't really fix it either way. "You and your alcohol," he added with a shake of his head. He pretended to look disappointed.
There was a pause before he answered. "I don't know what I want. As long as he's around, I guess I don't really care, but maybe I do want to really be with him...which is something he's not into." So it made perfect sense. Duke always liked the ones that were harder to get, or even impossible.
"Because I'm not letting you become an old maid," Duke laughed, throwing his head back.