pretty woman I meet？〃
〃Of course not。 I just wanted you to know not to expect something I
can't give。〃
〃Won't give；〃 he corrected a second time。 〃The end result is the same。
You understand； don't you？〃
〃No； I hear you。 I'm listening。〃 He was sober。 〃But I don't understand。
You haven't given me a good reason to understand yet。 Most women with
your looks would have reached the point； at age twenty…nine； where they
could recognize something deeper。〃
Chloe felt stymied。 〃What do my looks have to do with anything？〃
The amber gaze that touched her curves gave the answer even before he
spoke。 〃You're beautiful； Chloe。 Beautiful women have options。 You've
never married？〃
〃No。〃
〃You must date often。〃
〃I have friends。〃
〃Male friends？〃
〃Some。〃
〃Serious male friends？〃
When she shrugged； he looked at the ceiling。 〃What I'm trying to find
out is whether you're going with someone； living with someone； or
engaged to someone。〃
For an instant； Chloe imagined he was a frustrated suitor。 She smiled at
the thought。 〃No； Ross。 I date here and there； but there's no one
special。 I live alone。〃
When he expelled a breath； she suspected it was for effect。 〃Thank you；〃
he added facetiously； then sobered。 〃Do you go home much？〃
Chloe flinched。 〃No。〃 That was another topic better left alone。 〃What
about you？ What was that 'rigid discipline' you suffered through？〃
〃My father was heart…and…soul Army。 A career man。 Our house was run like
a barracks。 It was almost a treat when I was sent to military school。〃
〃Oh； my。 It's no wonder you freaked out。〃
Ross laughed。 〃Freaked out？ That's
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