What are you smiling at? she snapped at Roarke.I'm a man, and I'm sitting here having coffee and cookies while two beautiful women snarl at each other. Being a man I'm required to wonder-perhaps imagine-whether there will soon be physical contact. Clothing may be ripped away. Why wouldn't I smile?Not perfect, Eve muttered. Shut up for five seconds, she ordered Nadine, before we're in his head naked, oiled up, and rolling around on the floor.And my smile grows wider.
The scene unfolds with a tense interaction between Eve and Nadine, who are engaged in a fierce exchange while Roarke observes them with amusement. He reflects on the situation, noting that as a man, he can't help but be entertained by the drama unfolding between the two women around him. Roarke's lighthearted perspective contrasts with the tension, leading him to romantically imagine the possibilities that could arise from their conflict. His...
