Lisa Kessler

“You're not crazy." She was serious, no hint of a smile.He cocked a brow. "And how do you know that?""I cut hair for a living." Her dark eyes glinted with playfulness, easing some of his jacked-up nerve. "I see crazy all the time. You're not it.”

“Her roommate was at the table with a grin that was all trouble. “So you’re not going to tell me about last night?”Erica rolled her eyes and went about getting her breakfast. “You saw Reed. How do you think it went?”She chuckled. “Being hot doesn’t mean you’re good in bed.”Erica peered over her shoulder. “We never even got to the bed.”Trin’s eyes widened. “Oh gods! I eat at this table!”

“You make me want to be.”

“I thought when you finally kissed me, I'd be able to walk away." He shook his head, his voice lowering to a throaty whisper. "I was dead wrong.”