"I spent the summer with my parents, as you well know. Other than a torrid love affair with my father’s herb garden, there was nary a romance to be had." She kept her tone light, unwilling to confess the way her current stretch of celibacy had begun to niggle at her. A relationship had been the last thing on her mind after fleeing Arglist. But perhaps the very fact it had begun to bother her was a sign it was time to start dating again.