"I agree, my parents can wait to hear that happy news until a more reasonable hour. Once I'm certain he's not going to tell them about his orgasm." He had a feeling that Giacomo would be crude. Always had been, in Barty's experience. Now people could finally believe him.

He sighed and shook his head, then decided to make the most of it. Turning to face Sam, he ducked down to be level with him, lowering his voice. "Kiss me so I don't worry so much?" It would be a distraction.