Charmed (Willow Springs, #3)

by Laura Pavlov

“I don’t hate you. But I sure have tried.” I laughed, and a small smile spread across her pretty face. “God, you’re so damn pretty.”

“I may have. I mean, you’re still a Benson. But that doesn’t mean I don’t think you’re beautiful.”

“That day when you rear-ended me in your car.” I cleared my throat. “I was looking at you in my rearview mirror. I hadn’t seen you in a long time and just the sight of you—you took my breath away.”

“That’s because I was pissed that I’d caused an accident because I couldn’t look away from you. And then you got out of the car, and you were so apologetic and nice and pretty, and I was just completely…” “Completely, what?” “Charmed.”