"I must say again, you look dashing in your golden hair and clothes. It's like being bathed in gold"
Nessa blushed and looked at Rick as they waltzed to the rhythm, "you Stones are the same. Bunch of smooth talkers" she shook her head.
"Trust me, we aren't. I can describe my each of my brothers with one word. Ryan, playboy. Roarke, boring, Ronald, peacemaker, Reese?" He considered it for some seconds, "I'll need more than one word, naughty, idiot and nerd"
Nessa laughed, "I beg to disagree. You all are the same with just a little bit difference. You all are a charmer and smooth talker. What about you? You didn't describe yourself " she pointed out as they waltzed around, coming across the others, she looked in search of Roarke and found him watching her with a grim look in a corner.
"Well, I'm me, the most attractive one" he boast.
"Not according to Reese"