The beautiful blonde actually wanted him. And she was a lady, too, not one of the common whores and serving maids he usually tumbled when the mood took him.
This one was special. Marriage material, even. His father would be pleased, he'd been harping on about Liam's responsibilities a lot more than usual lately.
As Liam followed Darla out of the pub and into the alley, he didn't spare a thought for the strangeness of it all. He merely sent up a prayer of thanks for his good fortune.
That prayer would be his last.