Men Are Boys In Bigger Packages.

For Once, He Slept First. She Lay In The Dark, Listening To Him Breathe, Stealing A Little Of His Warmth As Her Own Body Cooled. Since He Was Asleep, She Stroked His Hair. "i Love You," She Murmured. "i Love You So Much, I'm Stupid About It." With A Sigh, She Settled Down, Closed Her Eyes, And Willed Her Mind To Empty. Beside Her, Roarke Smiled Into The Dark. He Never Slept First.

Okay. Look, Why Don't You Take Care Of The Half A Million Things You've Been Letting Dangle In Roarke's Empire Of Everything?" "catchy Title. I May Use It One Day.

Do You Know What Happens When You Always Look Before You Leap?" She Reached Out And Touched His Hand Before Hurrying Toward The Door. "you Hardly Ever Make The Jump.

I Feel Something For You, Some Dangerous Thing, Some Volatile Thing.

Roarke Cares Very Much For Beth And For Me, And A Few Select Others. But Loves? I'm Not Sure He'd Let Himself Risk Quite That Unstable An Emotion.