“It doesn’t matter what’s wrong with him. We’re not going to act like he doesn’t exist. Not anymore.”

“Cheekbones that cut like ice and eyes like liquid scotch. Loren Hale is an alcoholic beverage and he doesn’t even know it.”

“She smiled, and her eyes started to drift downward. “Cather…” Back up to his eyes.”You know that I’m falling in love with you, right?”