I judged you unfairly when I met you.”“But you still wanted to kiss me?”He shrugged, a smirk turning up the right corner of his mouth. “I’m a guy.

Yeah, well. Don’t be that guy, Brady. Don’t be the guy who loves his horse too much.

I was not a believer in instalove. So said the rational part of my brain.

What can I do?” his gaze on me was intense, like I was some sort of love guru or something. I almost laughed out loud at how unqualified I was for that position.

My mouth went instantly dry as I looked at him, his eyes unwavering on mine. My heart thudded in my chest and all I could think was delicious, delicious, delicious.

Boys always make things more complicated.

He’s beautiful and broody; what’s not to like?

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