12 Quotes by Katrina Abbott

Our teacher, Mr. Stratton, was way distracting with his angular face and broad shoulders. The dark-rimmed glasses he wore had caused many a breathy sigh from his students when he’d adjusted them on his face. One time he’d bitten his lip, pulling it between his teeth in a totally sexy way and I swear, I could smell the estrogen surge in the room.

No one would ever make the mistake of calling this guy cute. This guy was sexy. Incredibly, dangerously, devastatingly sexy.

My heart fluttered on Kaylee’s behalf. Being called lovely in an Irish accent…well that’s swoonworthy stuff, take my word for it.