The moth shrugs. How bad could he be? If only he knew. But Travis manages.

He twists a disbelieving face at the thought that there could be anything to monogamy. Even at his most...devout to either Angel or Voxxy, Valentino had a reputation to keep up, and a business to run.

"We shoot a few of those soft romances, they never sell well. So I think most of Hell would disagree. But get your dick wet however you like. They good? This owl of yours?"