[ Indeed, he wouldn't have moved if he truly hadn't wanted to- excuses are easy enough to come up with. Dorian doesn't believe he would have to with Leilani, she respects him enough to honor his wishes but knows when to demand something of him. Letting himself get used to her proximity, he relaxes a little more against the pillows. ]

I don't know whether my father would be proud, or horrified that we've come full circle. [ Probably at least thankful it was a woman in his bed and not another one of the men on his laundry list of liaisons. The fact that they were elves may take away some of that pride. Not that there's much to be had, but Dorian's past the point of caring much about that anymore.

He smiles fondly at the nudge, adjusting himself so he can lay more on the side that hurts a bit less, arm under the pillow. ] As it happens, I am marvelous at keeping secrets. [ Ah, that's a phrase he doesn't know, and the confusion shows on his face. ]

You'll have to tell me what that one means.