After the dance

the long version

"It's her game...Here's my deal--I'm not knocking myself out to find Mr. Right anymore. As far as this thirty-something sistah is concerned, it's now about reciprocity, not romance. A brother doesn't have to whisper promises he won't keep. All he needs to do is respect my boundaries, rock my world--then step before anyone gets too attached. That's why the last man I need is my next door neighbor, Carl. But he's breaking all the rules...Who does Faye think she's fooling? She and I both know all her talk about game-playing is little more than a big front. Besides, playing by the rules won't keep us from falling in love. And if what's been going on between us lately is any indication, I'm thinking at least one of us is already halfway there..."--P. [4] of cover.