"So you had a little hissy and said, 'Fine, just go, then.' Is that it? Kind of like, 'My way or the highway,' huh?" "Aw, come on, Shelby," Sean said pleadingly. "You know I'm not a guy with a temper! I'm a sweetheart. I'm not a fighter, I'm a lover. And I don't have any problem seeing myself with one woman. You know? It's just the whole marriage thing--it was not for me. Marriage scared the hell out of me. A couple of my brothers tried it and it screwed them up bad. And kids?" He shook his head. "Maybe when I'm old and worn out like Luke I'll change my mind, but at the moment I don't feel like being tied down like that." "Ah," she said. "I see. So you'd like to have a nice chat with Franci and explain all this to her?" "Something like that," he said, making perfect sense to himself. "It's no crime to have a fight, but we never should've given up what we had. We were good together." Shelby"