- A virgin?
- What?" I asked again. I thought I heard something.
- You made perfect sense," he said. The tall, broad-shouldered man was standing with his back to me, staring out the large window. I could only see his face in the reflection, and I could have sworn I'd seen him before. - Are you a virgin? Yes or no?
- Yes," I answered honestly without knowing why, blushing. And why was that question asked? - So what's the job?
- You're going to be my wife.