[b]’Are you pregnant?’[/b] ‘BAST!’ [b]’So no? Then I guess your just hormonal. [i]Really hormonal.[/i] Your sure your not pregnant? [/b] ‘Bast I swear to the gods.’ [b]’Oh that’s right, your a virgin.’[/b] ‘Now would be the time to stop.’ [b]’No.’[/b] ‘My gods Bast. What am I going to do with you?’ [b]’That’s my line!’[/b]

Winter watches him break the kiss, her face red. “Had to?” She sighs and drags a hand down her face. She looks at him with a tentative smile. “At least now we know the answer to my question.”