"Ohh I am sorry."  She bit her lip again.  "My name is Rose Brown."  She blushed harder looking at him but quickly looking away as her neck felt very hot and she was finding it more difficult to breath.  God he was so beautiful and handsom.<br/><br/>Finally, he had asked something that she could look him in the eye and not be afraid.  "Because, if life isn't lived with taking a few risks, what good is it for.  It would be like going to Paris and not tasting the wine."<br/><br/>She looked into those coal blackness of his eyes.  She smiled wider and touched his face with shaking hands.  A primal part of her was very afraid, but she felt so alive now.  "No repayment is needed.  I just needed to meet the man that could draw the human nude form with such love and care.  Had to meet the man who spoke as if to me."  She smiled and ran her fingers through his hair.  Hers still in a bun.