Brenna wasn’t going to be left out of this chance of bullying me as well and said, rather excitedly, “It’s okay, Alfie. You can tell us. We don’t judge. So what is it? Are you attracted to men? Is your type someone gorgeous and dependable, a father-like figure like our Lord Geoffrey? Or perhaps someone darkly striking and mysterious like our Lord Caleb? Or sinfully handsome, robust, and powerful like Lord Felix?”
I said, “That’s not fair. That subject…that sort of thing is personal.” I turned to Lord Geoffrey and glared at him. “It’s your fault I’m in this uncomfortable situation, my lord. Now fix it.”
With a devilish grin on his face, Lord Geoffrey said, “All right, love.” In one swift move, he leaned over, caught my wrist, and pulled me toward him.
Before I could protest, I found myse
