“Such cool courtesy, Alicia!' Jean-Marc drawled with soft mockery. "Where is the Snow Queen now?'

'Marshalling her forces!' she snapped.

'Have I scattered them, cherie?' he murmured.

'No, you have not!' she said angrily. 'I just didn't expect to have to fight when I arrived here! This is a romantic weekend for me!'

"Not any more,' he drawled. "From the minute I kissed you this afternoon, it became war. Our war, Alicia. Our private war..."

-JeanMark & Alicia”