QUOTE : All right, if you won’t tell me your age, tell me how many brothers and sisters you have,” she suggested. “Why?” Anders asked with amusement. “Because as much as I enjoy your kisses, I don’t like being kissed by people I know nothing about,” Valerie said bluntly, and then stopped to turn to him in question when she realized his steps had faltered and he’d come to a dead halt. His expression was priceless, she had to say. It briefly looked like he’d swallowed his tongue. Raising her eyebrows, she asked, “What? Like it was a big surprise that I like your kisses?” For some reason that made a slow smile creep over Anders’s face. “No, I guess not,” he acknowledged. “I suppose I’m just surprised you’re willing to admit it.” Valerie snorted and turned to continue walking. “It’s not like I didn’t make it obvious. I mean, I was all over you the last two times you kissed me.” “Yes, you were,” Anders agreed with a grin. “Gloat much?