chair。 His face was too near。 〃Sorry to disappoint you； but my preferences are still for the opposite sex。〃 His lips moved closer。 Chloe looked down to escape them； but his long body filled her view。 Everywhere she moved her eyes； she saw him； one point more alarming than the next。 If it wasn"t the vee of his chest； with its wisps of dark hair edging alongside the tab of his collar； it was the breadth of his shoulders or the lean tapering of his middle or the casual set of his hips。 Those hips told their own story。 She tore her gaze away； pletely convinced of his preference。 He grinned。 〃Any further questions？〃 The slight shake of her head was enough to bring his lips into contact with her cheek； and Chloe was suddenly conflicted。 Pull away。 Move closer。 Keep your eyes shut。 Look at him。 Look at him。 Look at him。 She looked。 His eyes held gentleness now。 And the same desire she felt。 So close。 So far away。 〃Kiss me。 Don"t。 He did。 Very； very lightly。 A ghost of a touch with shuddering intensity。 Chloe"s eyes were shut； her lips parted。 To taste him once more 。。。 When he kissed her again； his tenderness incited her need。 She moved closer； clung to him with her own lips； drank in the tang of his mouth； so moist and strong yet soft。 His tongue touched hers briefly before he raised his head。 〃Definitely my preference。〃 He spoke thickly； his breathing uneven。 Chloe was momentarily disoriented。 It was a minute before reality returned。 Then she was appalled。 〃What am I doing？〃 she asked； not realizing she"d spoken aloud。 〃What am I doing？〃 〃Letting yourself live；〃 came the husky but gentle declaration。 Burying her face in her hands； she struggled to understand what had just happened。 She couldn"t face him； much less herself。 Easier to hide behind the cascade of hair that fell forward； shielding her from the world。 Lost in silent self…reproach Chloe was unaware that he had moved away and returned to the sofa。 He was waiting； listening； when she finally raised her head。 〃Why are you doing this to me？〃 she pleaded softly。 〃Why can"t you just leave me alone？〃 He frowned。 〃Funny； I"ve asked myself the same question a dozen times in the last two weeks。〃 He studied his knuckles； seeming to struggle。 〃It"s like for the first time in years； I care。〃 〃What do you mean？〃 she asked falteringly。 〃You asked me what I"ve done with myself during the past years。〃 He gave a snort of disgust。 〃I haven"t been quite as noble as you。 There have been women over the years。〃 She had assumed that； and felt no resentment。 There was a certain solace in the knowledge that when all was said and done； he was still attracted to her。 After all； he was magnificent。 More than one of those women must have tried to tie him down。 〃Didn"t you find anyone special？〃 she asked quietly。 Ross ore than others。 But； no； there was no one special。 No one who meant enough to tempt me to change my lifestyle。 I"m on the road all the time。 I do own an old brownstone in Manhattan； but I doubt if I spend a total of three months a year there。 Hotel rooms； friends" apartments； rented suites…that"s been home for the past few years。〃 〃It served your purpose。〃 〃Yes。〃 The amber eyes that held hers pierced her heart。 They said much more； all of it silent； all of it mind bending。 In the insanity of a fleeting instant； she wanted 。。。 she wanted 。。。 What did she want？ Ross sighed。 〃I am a successful businessman。〃 It was a statement of fact； devoid of arrogance。 〃But that"s not enough。〃 She followed his thoughts。 〃I can"t help you； Ross。〃 〃Can"t？ 〃 〃Won"t。 If you"re looking for a wife and a family； a home in the country； maybe a few dogs and horses； even sheep； you"ll have to look elsewhere。 I can"t be anything but this。〃 His gaze sharpened。 〃Did I mention those things？ Or are they what you wanted once？ Haven"t you ever wished for a husband who loves you； children； pets； friends； property？ What do you want from life？〃 〃What I have right now。 I don"t want to look back； and I won"t look ahead。 I like this life。 I"m content。〃 〃Are you？〃 he challenged。 〃Don"t you ever stop to wonder what it might have been like…〃 〃No；〃 Chloe said with force and pushed herself out of the chair。 〃I didn"t ask you to e here； Ross。 I didn"t ask you to stay。 As of right now〃…she pointed at the floor for emphasis…〃I don"t care what you do； but don"t expect to change the way I see the world and my life。 I"ve done just fine on my own for the past eleven years。 I plan to do it a while longer。〃 Her hand was shaking。 She jammed it into the back pocket of her jeans。 〃I"m going to bed。 Let yourself out。〃 With a whirl that sent her hair flaring out behind； she strode from the room； ran up the stairs to her room； and firmly closed the door。 Trembling uncontrollably； she collapsed onto the bed and stared at the ceiling。 Her ragged breathing was the only sound that broke the night"s quiet…that； and the opening and closing of the front door when Ross left the house。 For what seemed like hours she agonized； locked in silent battle with a horde of private ghosts。 If only she had never seen Ross again。 To be free； once more； of this gnawing at mind and body。 But she had seen him again and； if he stuck to his plan； would see more of him before he left。 There was only one solution； as she saw it。 Indifference。 What man would put up with that for long？ Indifference。 It would turn him off； wouldn"t it？ Surely then he would leave her in peace。 She awoke the next morning on an optimistic note； showered； dressed； and sailed downstairs for breakfast。 It was with momentary dismay that she found her kitchen in use…until she recalled the night"s resolve； tilted up her chin； and advanced。 〃Ah；〃 she said as she helped herself to a cup of the coffee he had brewed； 〃 you"ve made yourself at home。〃 His grin was as bright as the morning sun that slanted across the porch beyond the screen。 〃It"s a luxury。 I"m enjoying it。 It"s not every day that I get to putter around a cozy kitchen； much less wait on a princess。〃 〃Flattery will get you nowhere。〃 She hoped； prayed it was so。 By way of dive