but really , it was because the way adam darien spoke the name , the way he murmured it low in that rough , husky voice of his , that voice that reminded her of very good cognac pooling in fine crystal and warming in the palm of a gentleman 's hand , the way he wrapped his tongue around her name and fairly purred it , so that it sauntered indolently into her ear , leaving a ripple of heat in its wake that traveled down her throat to her br**sts and points beyond ... ahem .