Colleen Houck

"You look about as trapped as a piglet at a baby back ribs cookoff."

"A handsome prince, such as yourself, deserves someone who is no less than one hundred percent dedicated to him."

"That dress…was a very, very good decision. I could write an entire poem on the virtues of your legs alone. You are a feast for the senses.” I laughed. “I don’t know about a feast. Maybe just an hors d'oeuvre.” He took my hand and wrapped it around his arm. “Not an hors d'oeuvre. The dessert. And I plan to spoil my appetite."