QUOTE : It’s perfect,” she softly sighed.<br /><br /> “Just like in our dream,” Ian agreed.<br /><br /> “Almost.” Her eyes flickered sideways to catch Ian’s handsome profile. A tiny grin inched up higher at the corner of his mouth. His shoulders slumped under the weight of expectations that he perceived clearly in her thoughts.<br /><br /> “You want too much from me, Eena. Perfection is a tall order to fill.”<br /><br /> “This moment is already perfect,” she assured him.<br /><br /> “Until I disappoint you by burping during a wet, slobbery kiss.”<br /><br /> She groaned his name with a hint of disgust. “You wouldn’t dare ruin this moment on purpose.”<br /><br /> “No,” he admitted, “no I wouldn’t.” He smiled again, but there remained real concern in his eyes. “I’m afraid you’re anticipating a lot. It isn’t going to be like it was in our dream. All the mystical things that happen in dreams don’t happen in reality. That experience was…well… beyond duplicating.”<br /><br /> “Then don’t kiss me at all,” she decided. “Just stay here with me and I’ll be content.