seat。
Chloe tried to control her thoughts by speaking first。 〃You've e a
long way in the business world since I saw you last； Ross。 How did you
manage it？〃
He smiled。 〃You mean； how did I manage the transformation from'far out'
to 'far in'？ The fact is； I never was all that 'far out。' I went my own
way for a while。 I avoided money。 I grew a beard because there wasn't
modern plumbing where I was in Africa； and I didn't want to have to
shave at dawn by the riverside。 I wore jeans because they were
fortable； same with loose shirts。 I'd grown up in a world of rigid
discipline。 I wanted my freedom。〃
〃〃Rigid discipline'？〃 She realized again how little she knew of Ross。
He eyed her with something akin to amusement。 〃Y'know； considering you
slept with the man the first time you met him 。。 。〃
〃That's not fair；〃 she argued。 〃When we were together； I couldn't think
straight。〃
〃History repeats itself；〃 he drawled； referring to what had happened
moments earlier with a mischievous grin。
Chloe didn't like being ribbed。 〃You didn't know any more about me that
night。〃 But rather than turning the tables； she was more deeply
incriminated。
〃Neither of us did much talking； did we？〃 Ross asked； clearly enjoying
himself She shook her head。 The only talking they'd done had been in
soft moans and caresses。 The attraction between them had been
overpowering。 〃I want you to know that I don't do that as a rule。 I
mean； I don't make a habit of…〃
〃…jumping into bed with every guy that es along？ I know that； Chloe。〃
He smiled gently。 〃I told you that we had something special。 Do you
think I sleep with every
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