<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"My love, that is not a presumption -- it is an irrefutable fact."  Cameron nuzzled her neck, flicking his tongue out to caress her ear.  "I feel we should celebrate our good fortune at not having to duel for your honor... however should we do that?  A rousing game of cards, perhaps?"  He grinned against her skin, kissing the soft place beneath her ear.  "A celebratory concert on the lyre?"</span></span>