22 Quotes by Catherine Gayle

My heart fluttered and my skin tingled anytime I was near him. How I viewed him had changed. He wasn’t just Brenden’s best friend anymore, not in my head. Not in my heart.

So now, here Jamie was, looking at me with that same hurt look in his eyes that I’d seen every time I’d come back to Portland in the last four years. The look I’d put in his eyes. The look that ripped me apart.

AMANI’S FAMILY-STYLE Italian Restaurant was nearly empty. Not surprising, considering it was three o’clock on a Thursday afternoon in the middle of February. It wasn’t the sort of place you’d expect someone to take a date for Valentine’s Day – more the type of place you’d have a family reunion. But today.

I couldn’t help myself. The more confidence she gained, the more beautiful she became. The more she smiled, the more I allowed myself to hope. The more she let me touch her, the less capable I felt of stopping.