" Wow, holy cow, hubba hubba, gee whiz. That was some guy. Don’t tell me he’s your main squeeze!”
“My what?”
“Your honey. Your sugar. Isn’t that right word?”
“In England we’re a little less colorful with our language.
“So you say it?”
“Boyfriend? Escort?”
“And is he?”
“Obviously not anymore,” I said with a sigh. "

― Rhys Bowen , A Royal Pain (Her Royal Spyness Mysteries, #2)