But there are very attractive men who aren't at all like that, especially to someone with fantasies like mine. The very things that make you a perfect... loving husband set you part from them. You're safe and kind, and they're aloof and dangerous. Jordan was that kind of man after I got to know him. I knew he'd never love me, but I went back again and again for the unknown, the suspense, and the freedom to be with a dangerous stranger who wouldn't judge me for my obsessions. Men like Jordan. She used these meetings as an opportunity to press America's view that he should set up an elected legislature, on the American model. He did not seem to be weakening in his belief that his country was better off retaining its own traditions."You see, we already have a strong democratic tradition here in Kobekistan," he claimed."What do you mean, democratic?" Sharon demanded with a sinking feeling that she was walking into a trap."Unlike some other heads of state who shall be nameless, I do not. I know you do. Listen to me. I love you. I love you. I’m sorry this happened to you, and I love you.”Something of my wife swam back up. Some flicker of the woman who had been the Phi Beta Kappa and the law-school graduate and the wine aficionado and who had had two abortions because she hadn’t wanted a family to interfere with her career. The woman I fell in love with.“Loved you too,” she said. “Loved you too.” But her eyes dropped, and her voice trailed off, and her whole world narrowed to my. "Thank you, babe. What's your name, or should I just call you Santa?" Oh, Christ no, I'm Bob," I said, trying my best to sound cool. Believe me, that wasn't easy. It's hard to make 'Bob' sound like a cool name. To my relief, Betty seemed to think it was, or maybe she was just being nice. "You do seem to have an appetite, Bob. What would you like?" Tearing my eyes away from her tag, I saw a playful smile gracing her face. It was just a hunch, but she was either very proud of her crafty work, or.