You Did Good Roza. Very Good. Now

Adrian Suddenly Glanced Up At Me. Our Gazes Locked, And I Felt Like He Could Read My Mind. How Often Did He Think About That Kiss? And If He Really Was Crazy About Me, Did He Imagine More Than Just Kissing? Did He Fantasize About Me? What Kinds Of Things Did He Think About? His Lips On My Neck? His Hand On My Leg? And Was That Leg Bare . . . ?

His Fingers Never Ceased To Amaze Me. They Could Break A Man's Neck, Bandage A Wound, And Slide Sensually Across Bare Skin.

Funny How Someone Telling You Not To Do Something Can Talk You Into It.

She Was Right About Something Else Too," Dimitri Said After A Long Pause.... "that I Do Still Love You.

I'm Really Not Good With Impulse Control.