“Cathy, you’re awfully pretty. Maybe too pretty. I look at you and see our mother all over again, the way you move your hands, and the way you tilt your head to the side. Don’t enchant our doctor too much. I mean, after all, he’s a man. He has no wife—and you’ll be living in the same house with him.” He looked up, his eyes suddenly sharp. “Don’t rush into anything trying to escape what you feel for me. I mean it, Cathy.”
There is so much wrong with this!
