Oh, just the usual. Desi Morgan was quite as laidback a fellow as he, so this came as no surprise. Now that he had been shaken back to the present, Endymion glanced at the dance floor to be sure he had not missed any of his own engagements – no, this set was not yet finished – and then pulled a face at Desi. “I was in the line, of course,” he explained, squinting at Desi to decide whether he’d skipped the bore of it and shown up late. “One has to be if they’re looking for a wife.”

He raised his eyebrow to say: and I’m trying, aren’t you?

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