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got champagne
and chocolate dipped strawberries.   A fine caviar can be found in the pantry, at all times.”
    “Oh, yuck!   You don’t really eat those
things, do you?” Sophie blurted out.   “I like pizza and Chinese take-out.   You do too, don’t you?”
    Tony
grimaced.   “Only when I have to eat
it.   Do you like fruit?   I know there must be some in the
house.   Coffee?   I could get you some espresso.”
    Sophie rolled
her eyes.   “I’d never get to
sleep...   hence, the hot milk.   Duh!   You come from a different part of town, don’t you?”
    Tony set her
aside and stood up, looking down at the curly-headed little pixie reclining on
his big bed.   “That’s what I’ve
been trying to tell you, Sophie.   “We’re from two different worlds.”
    Sophie sighed,
and crawled to the edge of the mattress, allowing the bathrobe to hang
open.   She stood up on tiptoes, and
placed her arms around Tony’s broad neck.   “We may be from different worlds, Tony,” she cooed, “but there is one
thing that we can both enjoy.”   She
kissed his chin, then his cheeks and the tip of his perfect nose.   She settled on his firm lips, coaxing
them apart with her tongue.   She
heard him moan and felt his strong hands settle on her hips.   He would be hers.

CHAPTER FOUR
    He’d never
slept better.   Tony rolled over and
threw his arm around the soft pillow nestled close to his side.   It purred.
    No sooner had
his eyes shot open, than he literally flew out of the bed, catching his foot in
the comforter and landing splat on his face.   “Ouch!” he groaned.
    “Tony!   Are you all right?   What happened?”
    “What are you
doing in my bed, Sophie?” he managed to ask, with his lips still pressed
against the carpet.
    “Actually, you
spent the night in my bed, and it was wonderful,” she sighed, as she
corrected his erroneous assumption.
    “But—but
how did it happen?   I wasn’t going
to take advantage of you.”
    She laughed,
softly.   “You didn’t take advantage
of me.   Remember the warm
milk?   I heated some for myself and
shared it with you.   It obviously
did the trick.   We cuddled naked
for about ten minutes, before you started to snore.”
    Tony couldn’t
believe it.   “Warm milk?”   God, how awful.   “I’d never drink that sludge.   My head’s so fuzzy, nothing’s clear,
but I know I didn’t drink warm milk.”   He paused.   “Naked!   You and me were naked?” he hollered,
not believing his ears.   Was it
possible to sleep naked beside the glorious Sophie and not remember it?   Was he losing his mind?
    “Okay, Mr.
Barton .   Take it easy.   I guess you also don’t remember giving
me a delicious massage, just before you got up and took something for pain.   You said your head was going to explode.   You were as naked as the day you were
born—and quite impressive, I must say—but you got up and went into
the bathroom.   I got up and went in
search of the kitchen.   Did you
know this place is enormous?   Was
it built for a king?   I almost got
lost on my way back.   Sheesh!   Anyway, I finally found my way back and
offered you sips of my milk.
    “You need
graham crackers, Tony.   They make
the snack infinitely better.   At
first you made a face and caused me to giggle, but then you grew to like the
milk and it’s calming effects.   In
a few minutes, you started to doze.   I was a little disappointed, but cuddling was almost as good as doing
it.   You know... it? ”   She blushed all the way to her
hairline.
    “How cute,”
Tony chuckled.   “Not too many women
still blush, these days.   And I’m
glad we didn’t do... it .   If
we ever do make love, dear Sophie, I want to be conscious.   By the way, Sophie, are you telling me
that you aren’t an innocent?”
    “A what?   I’m not guilty of anything.”   She looked insulted.
    Tony laughed
heartily.   “An innocent is a
young lady that has not yet given up her