Iโm all mixed up inside. Itโs likeโI donโt knowโlike an ignition of some kind. one minute, Iโm fine, and the next Iโm losing it.
Catherine AndersonWhat was she thinking? Tarnished Silver? Brother. He probably practiced that smoldering look in the mirror so all women within a mile would fall over like nine pins when he smiled. Well, count her out. He was mouthwatering to look at, but so was cheesecake, and cheesecake was a heck of a lot safer.
Catherine AndersonSammantha: Tucker? Tucker: Does some other man call at this hour just to hear your voice? If so, give me his name, and I'll kill him.
Catherine AndersonWhen God saw fit to bestow such a gift, a man with any sense didnโt ask questions.
Catherine Anderson