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Love is a man who will open his mind to read the books you like**, and then tells you, and everyone within hearing distance, β€œthis is damn good writing.”

Deeper love is a man who will read those self same books out loud to you–from first page to last, over the course of a few days.

True love is a man who hears you sighing over Roarke and Navy SEALs, and then has this and this shipped to you.

**And yes, I do mean romance novels πŸ˜€


  • Ahhhhh – what a sweet guy you have there!


  • awwww. *sniff* That IS true love. πŸ™‚


  • That is so wonderful! He’s a keeper πŸ™‚


  • I think you’re tellin’ a porkie, AztecLady. (I have to convince myself of this, because if I believed such men truly exist, I’d start feeling extremely short-changed!)


  • Oooh. Does he have a nice voice? If so, you could totally pimp him out to do pay-per-call romance readings. LOL


  • K.Z. I’m so sorry… but he’s real and he’s mine.

    Katrina, he does have a very nice voice–the first book he read out loud to me was Morning Glory, and boy, did I melt! :happy sigh:

    But I just don’t share πŸ˜€


  • Gwen
    July 24
    10:09 pm

    You lucky duck you.

    Roarke – sigh. Why, oh why, isn’t he real and in my bed? :dreamy sigh:


  • He sounds absolutely wonderful. You lucky girl, you!

    He doesn’t have a brother who’s just as wonderful, by any chance? And single? A guy who likes short brunettes and cats???

    Just askin’ πŸ˜‰


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