Can't Help Falling (Sweater Weather, #3)

by Courtney Walsh

Now all I have to do is not fall in love with him. Again.

“You hate to see him go, but you love to watch him walk away.”

So, what the French toast?

I liked the way she felt in my arms. A lot. And I haven’t let myself feel that way about anyone in a really long time. It felt good. Safe. Easy. Natural.

“Honey, he is speaking my language. Being thoughtful. Doing things that will show me he loves me. It doesn’t matter what the gesture is, if the intent behind it is to show someone you care, then it can be romantic.”

“You saw something in me that nobody else bothered to see. You’re kind. You’re. . .patient. You don’t keep some list of everything I’ve done wrong. Because of that, you knew me better than everyone, and I didn’t realize that until I moved back here.”