" There was a sharp knock at the door. The second he opened the door to his apartment, Mollie brushed past him and spun around with a glare. “You’re unbelievable.”

His eyebrows lifted in surprise. Whoa. This was a version of Mollie Carrington that he’d never seen before. He’d seen goofy Mollie, brainy Mollie, chatty Mollie, and thinking Mollie. And tonight he’d seen sexy Mollie. But this…this was angry Mollie, her blue eyes flashing heat. It was as sexy as it was confusing. "

― Lauren Layne , I Wish You Were Mine (Oxford, #2)