"He shook his head, disgusted like. "You're impossible. You're not worth the effort." I curled my fingers into the front of his T-shirt and hauled him closer. "Not even in your dreams could you imagine how impossible I can be." We were toe to toe with my br**sts skimming his chest, our eyes locked. "I'll drink to that," Morelli said. The third schnapps went down smooth as silk. I gave the empty glass to Morelli and licked my lips. Morelli watched the lip licking, and his eyes darkened and his breathing slowed. Aha! I thought. This was more like it. Got him interested with the old lip-licking routine. "Shit," Morelli said. "You did that on purpose." I smiled. Then he smiled. It looked to me like his "gotcha" smile. Like the cat that just caught the canary. Like I'd been had...again. Then he closed the space between us, took my face in his hands and kissed me"