How many inches is your-

"What?" Lillith blurted out. The flower stopped twirling and she looked affronted. 

Drake regretted his words immediately. He had spoken without thinking. 

"Did you really mean that?" Lillith asked. His sister looked white in the face. 

The cup of milk had been spilt and there was no way to take it back. "Yes. He's very attractive, sister. I'm not blind." 

"Then you're not straight," Lillith replied. Maybe she just didn't want to accept the fact that Syryn was just so beguiling that he could even pull the ones who had never been interested in men. Maybe Drake really wasn't straight. 

"I've never fallen for another man. I don't think I ever will. Syryn is special," he told her. 

Lillith had a faraway look in her eyes as she thought about Rowan. Was it like that with him too?