" The music room’s in the next wing. We can have coffee and brandy there.”
“I doubt we’d share the same taste in music, Roarke.”
“You might be surprised,” he murmured, “at what we share.” He touched her cheek again, this time sliding his hand around until it cupped the back of her neck. “At what we will share. "

― J.D. Robb , Naked in Death (In Death #1)