All because I fell in love with a madman.

My hopes for pie died on the sidewalk. There went my grin.

Well, why not just snap my damn olive branch and beat me with it? I was only trying to help.

Maybe that was why another part of me–a very small part–had wanted to kiss Wallace then. Both sides of his mouth, between his brows, and every other place those stupid worry lines marred his expression....

Cole radiated that cool, bad boy sort of confidence—the kind that left most women flustered and ready.

Are you hugging the lamp post?

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

I mean, that was the code, wasn’t it? Single girls and taken guys weren’t allowed to be friends. The leash always got in the way.

One second she’s all timid, and then reeoowr! Hellcat.