“Right,” he said then shook his head. “Hell, Cat. I’m messing this up. The other night when you asked me what my type was… I lied. I know exactly what my type is. You.” — Amanda Ashby Copy Share Image
“Trying not to care she was heartbroken over a guy who wasn’t fit to breathe the same air as she did. Frustration raced along… — Amanda Ashby Copy Share Image
“Crap. If he could get turned on just being a fake boyfriend, no wonder he’d never tried to date her. I wouldn’t stand a… — Amanda Ashby Copy Share Image
“I’m still the same guy, which means I’ll still hurt people. It also meant he had to do the one thing he didn’t want… — Amanda Ashby Copy Share Image
“I had to do a booth for my mom on Saturday. Every time someone from school walked past, I could see them on their… — Amanda Ashby Copy Share Image
“Right,” he said then shook his head. “Hell, Cat. I’m messing this up. The other night when you asked me what my type was…… — Amanda Ashby Copy Share Image
“The only thing that runs in this family are our great legs, our wit, and our ability to eat our body weight in ice… — Amanda Ashby Copy Share Image
“After he’d left Cat the other day, all he’d wanted to do was hunt down Bennet and smash his face in, making him pay… — Amanda Ashby Copy Share Image
