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out.” My gaze met his. “You can’t think this is a good idea.”
    “Why? Because it was so sudden?” He shrugged. “Maybe that’s a good thing. It’s like diving into the deep end. If you think about it, you’re liable to chicken out. It’s better just to jump. Then before you know it, you’re swimming.”
    “I don’t swim. It messes up my hair.”
    “I’m serious.” So was I, but he didn’t seem to be clued in to that. Instead, he continued on, “I know it doesn’t seem like it, but this is a good thing. I’m sure you’ll see that in time.” Even more than Remy’s words, the determined light in his green eyes told me he wasn’t about to give up on our commitment. He’d jumped and was already treading water, meanwhile I was sinking to the bottom.
    Dread rolled through me and I knew he’d finally crossed over to the enemy camp. He was one of them now. A born vampire who looked at love and relationshm bd relatips as a practical business arrangement. Our backgrounds fit. Our hopes and dreams fit. Therefore, we fit.
    Which meant I could forget kicking and screaming and begging for his sympathy vote. He wasn’t about to let go of the perfect wife. The only way out was to prove that we’d never consummated in the first place.
    That, or prove to him that having the perfect wife wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.
    “This is going to be so great.” His words echoed in my ears as I followed him onto the plane, and straight into a first class window seat. Remy slid in next to me.
    I debated making a run for it, but then a flight attendant leaned over to check my seatbelt, so I opted for the next best thing.
    “I need liquor,” I blurted. “Lots of liquor.”
    “But we haven’t taken off yet—“
    Now. I sent the silent command on the off chance that our flight attendant was a switch hitter. She looked puzzled at first, but then a smile curved her lips. Bingo.
    “How about some champagne? I’ll get you a glass right now.”
    “Make that the bottle.” I chanced a sidelong glance at Remy who was stuffing a pillow behind his head. “An expensive bottle.”
    He didn’t so much as bat an eyelash. Not that I’d expected as much. Remy was rolling in the dough and so blowing a little on yours truly wasn’t going to shake him in the slightest.
    No, I had to get a lot more obnoxious if I wanted to show him just how not-so-great this was going to be.
    I bided my time through take-off and three glasses of champagne before snatching the pillow from beneath his head.
    His eyes snapped open. “What the—“
    “Let’s talk.”
    “You’re kidding, right?”
    “Hey, if we’re going to spend eternity together, I think we should know everything there is to know about one another. Good communication is key, you know.”
    “Common ground is key,” he said, waving his born vamp flag in my face. He frowned and tried to grab the pillow back, but I shoved it behind my back. “I already know everything about you.”
    “What’s my favorite color?”
    “Pink.”
    “My favorite song?”
    “ Love is a Many Splendored Thing .”
    “My favorite designer?”
    “It’s a toss-up between Gucci and Chanel.”
    Darn it. “Lately I’ve been leaning toward Michael Kors,” I blurted, eager to prove him wrong. “He’s a legend. And then there’s this new guy—Paul Graciano—who’s just hit the scene with a really incredible fall line of accessories. He’s making a huge splash and I just so happened to snag one of his scarves this past week. I bet you didn’t know that?”
    “Red with blue trim,” he said and a wave of anxiety rolled through me. He must have noticed my look, because he added, “You were wearing it last night.” A deep sigh vibrated his broad chest. “Lil, we grew up together. I know everything about you.”
    “Well I don’t know everything about you. For instance, I have no clue what your favorite color is.”
    Okay, so I did. I knew he liked blue because he was forever wearing