He shot her a dark look at that question. "Not to my knowledge, no. And it's not something I would take pleasure in, what kind of a question is that?"
He gave a blithe smile, and perched on the edge of his bed, looking up at her. "Oh I'm sure he did. So would that make you happy then? Should I start feeling you up under the dinner table? Is that the kind of girl I got stuck with?"