Don't Give Me Butterflies

Where did you learn to dance?” he asked.
“I used to date a dancer,” Kat said. It seemed like a lifetime ago. She’d been barely twenty and

You look exactly like Caroline Holloway,” Sam exclaimed, his voice trembling with emotion. “The older Holloway sister

It was impossible for him to deny her anything when she looked at him like that. Whatever she needed, he’d give it to her. Damn, he had it bad for

suddenly guilty for not returning Bobby’s calls. He’d called her a few times, but she’d ignored him. Anyone in their right mind would love to have

She’d probably started falling the day Clementine had kittens in his room and he’d lined the box with his sweatshirt. Or it could’ve been the day he’d begrudgingly

Told you,” she said to Emma. “I knew your cupcake charms weren’t going to work on her. My ‘Be Chill’ soap never

She was falling for him, and that meant she was in danger of losing control of her goals. Maybe if she could

you’re family, too.”
Kat opened her mouth, then shut it. Happiness bubbled up from inside her until she felt her nose tingle with emotion. Opal

You, Mr. Prescott, can cook.”
Jordan relaxed back in his chair. “I can when I want to. I just don’t usually take the time because it’s

Especially Jordan. Oh, crap. She was falling, wasn’t she? Now what? The Queen of Impulsive Decisions let out a tinkling