“Kiss me, babe.”‘”No, really.” Beneath the light of a sixty-watt bulb on her porch, Adele Harris placed a hand on the chest of her latest date. “I’ve had enough excitement for one night.”

“Devon Hamilton-Zemaitis was a beautiful woman. Being dead didn’t change that.”

“You never learn the first time. You always have to get hit twice before you see it coming.” He was seeing now what he’d seen that first night at Pure. A bright shiny light he wanted to catch in his hands and hold forever. If she let him.”

“I know. I know I’ve been a jerk, and I don’t have a good excuse. But touching you and loving you, and knowing you were planning to leave me, made me crazy. After we made love the second time, I began to think maybe you’d decide to stay with me. I started to think about you and me waking up every day together for the rest of our lives. I even thought about kids and taking some of those breathing classes when you got pregnant. Maybe buying one of those mini-vans.”

“Do you really think that I don’t have anything better to do than to spend my time thinking about you? Digging up a little of the goods on Luc Martineau?”Fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes and he laughed. “Sweetheart, there is nothing little about Luc’s goods.”

“If ever there was something she needed to stick around and fight for, Luc was that something.”

“Mom,” Nathan called to her.Daisy pulled her gaze from the tent and the fleeting glimpse of Jack’s bare back, the smooth planes and indent of his spine, the sliver of the white elastic just above the blue waistband of his jeans…”Hmm?””What’s a faaar ant?” he asked just above a whisper.”Fire.” She chuckled and shook her head. “Fire ant. They have a nasty bite that burns.”Nathan smiled. “Well, why didn’t he just say fire?””He thinks he did.”

“I know about safe sex,” Nathan said, interrupting Jack’s thoughts. Jack swallowed. “That’s good.” He smiled at his son, vastly relieved that there would be no hard questions about his own sex life. “What I want to know is…” Nathan stole a quick look back at the tent. “Where is the clitoris exactly?” Jack’s smile fell and he opened his mouth. No words came out so he closed it. Nathan had no problem forming his words, though. “And what the heck is a G-spot?”

“Home was his favorite place too. But home for him was anywhere Jane happened to be. Never in his life had he loved someone as much as he loved her. So much that it scared him sometimes. He pulled her against him and looked out over the city. He was in love with his wife. Yeah, he knew what that said about him. That he was a goner. Leg-shackled for life. Whipped by a short woman with a big attitude. Yep, that’s what it said about him, and he didn’t care.”

“Snowball?”It’s white.”Meow.”It’s so girly.”This from a guy who named his poodle Princess.”his laughter died. “How do you know about Princess?”Your sister told me.”

“You want the fairy tale.” “I want a chance at it.”

“I didn’t mean to fall in love with you, but I did.- Chelsea”

“Give me some sugar.”

“The only problem with one-man woman was that he was not a one-woman man.”

“I feel like I should probably ask you to leave. But I don’t really want you to go. I want you to stay, but I know you shouldn’t.- Hope”