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enjoyed her rare moments of insanity. “It’s not funny. I mean, it’s like I’m under some type of spell whenever he trains those beautiful blue eyes on me.” Just the thought had certain parts of her body coming to attention. And right now, she couldn’t afford to have anyone getting that attention...she had work to do.
    â€œWhy are you fighting this thing between you two so hard? You want him and he’s obviously crazy about you.”
    â€œYeah, right now... maybe . We both know how quickly his interest in women can change, how his eyes begin to wander...not to mention everything else—his lips, hands, his...”
    Paul’s eyes widened to the size of golf balls.
    â€œSorry, TMI. Besides, we’re too much alike and we want different things.”
    â€œDo you? Like what? Because the way I see it, you want the exact same things. I mean, you both love what you do, you love to travel, and you spend money on crazy expensive toys—”
    â€œLike what?” Farrah demanded, sitting up straight in her chair.
    â€œLike that old-ass gun you spent fifteen thousand dollars on last month,” he said with a raised eyebrow.
    â€œIt was an antique that’s already increased in value,” she defended. “So it’s an investment.”
    â€œYeah, like the antique double ceiling fan that Robert bought for his office a couple of weeks ago. How much did he spend on that thing?”
    â€œTen thousand dollars, but it was a great deal. And it has also increased in value,” she explained.
    â€œSee what I mean. Something else you have in common, spending money on old...” She raised an eyebrow and he quickly amended, “I mean, antique stuff you really don’t need.”
    Farrah stood and looked out her window at the view of downtown Houston. “Robert and I wouldn’t be together long-term and I won’t risk...”
    â€œYou won’t risk what...your heart?” In the silence that ensued, Paul left the chair and came to stand next to Farrah at the window and snaked his right arm around her waist.
    Farrah laid her head on his shoulder. “Girlfriend, you have to be willing to risk everything if you want everything in return,” he said in a voice barely above a whisper.
    Farrah rifled through a set of scenarios of how that would work, how she’d manage physical compatibility without mutual trust. Regardless of how she might feel about Robert, it just wasn’t enough. “No...not with Robert. He was crazy in love once and got his heart handed to him.”
    Paul gasped and Farrah raised her head and met his gaze. “Meeks told Francine all about it, and I’m her sister so of course she eventually told me. After that, he swore off love completely and proudly clipped on his playboy badge.”
    â€œWhat crazy fool let him get away? He’s gorgeous and rich. She had to be blind, deaf, intoxicated and stupid,” he proclaimed. “And not exactly in that order.”
    Farrah giggled, lifting the image from her mind. “I don’t know about all that, but after he found out she was only after his money and was sleeping with someone he thought was a friend at the same time, he ended it and vowed to have no more serious relationships. All he wanted to do was party. And unlike Meeks, he doesn’t even care about having an heir. He’s leaving all of his money to charity,” she said in a wistful tone.
    â€œBut—”
    â€œHow can you expect me to risk my heart with a man who’ll never risk his?” Farrah said, extracting herself from his hold and returning to her chair.
    Paul leaned against Farrah’s desk and watched as she turned to her computer and began reading over some legal documents.
    â€œIgnore me if you want, but that won’t change a thing. That’s just one more thing you two have in common, you know—having experienced a broken heart in college. Need I