Nora Roberts, Irish Rebel

"You know what she's made of."Yeah, good stock, good breeding, a hard head and a hunger to win." She flashed him a smile as they approached the kitchen door. "I've been told that describes me. I'm half Irish, Brian, I was born stubborn."No arguing with that. A person might make the world a calmer place for others by being passive, but you don't get very far in it yourself, do you"Look at that. We have a foundation of agreement. Now tell me you like spaghetti and meatballs."It happens to be a favorite of mine."That's handy. Mine, too. And I heard a rumor that's what's for dinner." She reached for the doorknob, then caught him off guard by brushing a light kiss over his lips. "And since we'll be joining my parents, it would probably be best if you didn't imagine me naked for the next couple of hours."She sailed in ahead of him, leaving Brian helplessly and utterly aroused."