"Minimum wage," he replies. Chandler is soft faced with incredible buttermilk skin and lush eyelashes that could have made three women happy had they fairly divied them up. He is sensitive and sweet and thoughtful and he goes home to his midwestern family on holidays and comes back laden with homemade goodies he shares with his friends.

Women love Chandler. Chandler loves Adam. Though others see the colors that love paints on the lover, Adam hasn't a clue.

"Even I make more than that at the bookstore," says Daphne. "But they've cut back my hours and it still won't get me that Netbook unless I can push Bella into getting a Mac real soon." She pouts prettily.

Adam notices. His essence volcanoes silently, certainly, directly flowing in her direction.