Well, I am also pretty confident that I’ve got your number,” Jake told her, glancing at her again. Could eyes dance? Because his baby-blues appeared to be dancing. At minimum, they were annoyingly sparkly.<br /><br /><i> <b>“Please,” Molly scoffed. “You don’t know anything about me.” She hoped. </b></i> <br />~ "Finding a Husband" by Kristen Casey