"Jono's engaged now and it's not to me," Didi pointed out. "I haven't talked to him about it in depth, but I would hope he's not carrying some fucking torch at this point."

(Was she carrying one for him? Maybe. A little. But she wasn't going to get married, so it was beside the point.)

She sighed and leaned against the arm of the couch, hands in her lap. "It's an offer to kiss a little, John. Not a brain teaser. I'm not going to run and tell my family or announce it to the celestial board of immortal beings. I don't think they even care, at this point."