chords filled the room。 Chloe sank into a corner of the
sofa； put her head back； and closed her eyes。 She was aware of movement
within the room； but concentrated on the music floating softly through
the air about her。 She was dreaming； wakened only by the warm lips that
kissed her bare throat once。 Her eyes flew open。
〃e sit with me and have some cheese。〃 He took her hand and coaxed her
to the floor beside a plate of cheese and fruit。 She slipped off her
high…heeled sandals。
They sat in front of the sofa and chairs； on the thick cream…colored
area rug that covered the hardwood floor。 Chloe was the keeper of the
edibles； slicing fruit and cheese； stacking a piece of one on the other
to offer Ross。 He lounged casually on an elbow； legs stretched and
crossed as he kept their wineglasses filled。
〃Are you trying to get me drunk？〃 she teased。
〃What fun would you be drunk？〃 He paused。 〃Are you sure you don't want
to listen to Ravel？〃
〃Don't you like Debussy？〃 she asked innocently。 Ross simply topped off
her wineglass。
In the hours that followed they talked more。 Chloe asked Ross about his
childhood and discovered that he had both a sister and a brother； that
he had studied the violin during one of his mother's culture binges； and
that he had been expelled from school for a day after tossing a water
bomb from a second…story building and soaking kids in the playground。
〃A water bomb？ Ross； how could you？ That's the type of thing the girls
always hated！〃
〃That's why I did it。〃
〃e on；〃 she chided； her eyes half closed； 〃a ladies' man like you？〃
〃Sure。 I was eight at the time。 It satisfied my nee
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