Nita entered the apartment, taking in all the books and antiques. She entered the small library and felt transported to another world. "Oh, I love it in here. Do you read much?" she asked. Declan sipped his wine and looked at Nita longingly, "Not as much as I would like; I'm not home much anymore. I seem to spend my nights at the club," he said as he chuckled. Nita blushed a bright pink. "I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to keep you away from home. I like seeing you at the club, but you don't need to be there every night." Declan set his wine down and walked over to Nita. "I would rather skip a lonely night of reading and spend it talking to you, even if it is between you pouring drinks for others. My time with you is precious." he slowly dipped his head close to Nita and placed his lips on her
