Cara waggled a hand over the two of them. "It works better with your clothes off."Richard frowned. His voice came as a hoarse croak. "What?"She seemed mystified by the question. "I believe you will find such things work better without clothes." She put her hands to her hips. "I thought you would know at least that much.

Cara, in the lead, came to a halt beside them, looking from one to the other. "Still with the clothes, Lord Rahl?

It happened. It was awful. You aren't perfect. That's all there is. Don't confuse your grief with guilt.