He had been, and Jordan was clear-headed enough to admit that Hadyn - only eight, cute, shellshocked - had been easier to like than a sullen teenager. And was still easier to like at twenty.

Well, he supposed he had his own advantages. "Heh. But I doubt you had to deal with his babysitting-as-abstinence program, growing up in the Clubs." Not that Jordan could say he did, either. His mother had not been impressed with that idea, to say the least.