" Kathleen kissed me. I know she thinks I’m stuffy. That I didn’t like the kiss. That I was offended by it. I’m going to let her think those things because I wish they were true and because they’ve created a wall between us and I need a wall. What’s true—what she doesn’t know—is that she set off a thunderstorm of need inside me. God, "

― Becky Wade , Then Came You (A Bradford Sisters Romance, #0.5)