appealing than he had been in her memory all those years。 He was a man
for today; to be sipped and savored like the wine he poured into her now
empty glass。
When he spoke; she was grateful for the wines mellowing shield。 〃When
was the last time you were home?〃
〃Home?〃
〃New Orleans。 Do you go back there often?〃
〃No。〃 New Orleans was the past。 She wanted the present。 〃What does that
have to do with anything?〃
〃Love。 You asked me about it。 Im asking you the same。 You loved your
family once。 Do you still?〃
〃Yes。〃
〃But you never see them。 Dont you miss them?〃
Even in spite of the wine; she grew defensive。 〃I do。〃
〃How often do you call home?〃 he asked gently。
〃Every so often。〃
〃And the last time you flew down?〃
She hedged。 〃It was a while ago。〃
When he leaned forward to pursue his point; she sensed that he really
and truly cared。 〃Why; Chloe? What does love mean to you that you can
ignore those same people who worry themselves sick about you? That cant
be what love is about。〃
〃Were talking about different kinds of love。 One kind youre born into;
the other you choose。〃
〃The end result is the same。 Once a man and a woman make that mitment
and marry; they face the same kinds of trials that your family faced。
Youve run away…〃
〃Dont。〃 She clamped a hand on his arm。 〃Please dont; Ross。 I dont
want to talk about this。〃
His voice gentled。 〃You have to talk about it sometime。 There are so
many things youve refused to face; about yourself; about your family…〃
〃Not tonight;〃 she insisted softly。 She let her eyes plead; only because
her voice kept its dignity。 〃I want to enjoy myself tonight。 Please?〃
Ross stared first at her; then at the tablecloth; then at the far wall。
When his gaze finally returned she saw a glint of humor。 〃When you look
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