I have lost sleep for a couple of days now all because of the romance novels that I have been reading lately. My coworkers are laughing at me because I am so into these books and I told them that it is one of the books that have Fabio in front. Yes, yes it is one of those sex books but I like the story. Call me hopeless romantic or pathetic and maybe I am but I like the whole thing about dukes, queens, kings, baron and all those crap. Of course not their way of life supporting slavery but just the love story itself. The fact of winning a girls hand and sometimes the girls would be so boldly as to do everything to win a man. To my astonishment I am so tantalized by these romantic novels and sometimes hoped that a guy would have enough courage to show how much he wants the girl. I know that these novels are part of our imagination and hope that it would happen in reality. But maybe I am asking for too much and hoping for something simply impossible.