“Hang on, did you just call me angel?” i asked.”if i did?i don’t like it.”he grinned. “it stays, angel.”

We don’t have an address,” i said, “but we do know where he works.” “are you thinking what i’m thinking?” vee asked, eyes brightening briefly through the haze of chemical sedation. “based on past experience, i hope not.

Are we going to have to teach you to fight, angel?

You should go,” i breathed. “you should definitely go.” “go here?” his mouth was on my shoulder. “or here?” it moved up my neck.

Your mom isnt going to let me step foot inside this place. Ive seen the gun she keeps on the top shelf of the pantry.

If you can’t feel then why did you kiss me? Because i can feel it here, in my heart.

This is crazy,” i told patch in an undertone. “i’m crazy.” he was on the brink of smiling again. “about you.

Hang on, did you just call me angel? I asked. If i did? I dont like it. He grinned. It stays. Angel. He leaned across the table, raised his hand to my face, and brushed his thumb along one corner of my mouth. I pulled away, too late.

Right now, holding you, i feel like we have a shot at beating all odds and making it together.

Right now, vee was the only person i could count on. She could be obnoxious,annoying, and lazy, but she never lied to me.

Nora: what are you planning? Patch: i wouldn’t call this planning. I’d call this throwing a hail mary with seconds left on the clock.

I was just about to ask you the same thing. I know you followed me. Don’t look so suprised. It’s called a rearview mirror. Are you stalking me for a specific reason?

Vee said,” i’m trying to read the title he’s holdinghang onhow to be a stalker.” “he is not checking out a book with that title.” but i wasn’t so sure. “it’s either that of how to radiate sexy without trying.

Youre crowding me. I need room…. What i needed were boundaries. I needed willpower. I needed to be caged up, since yet again i was proving i couldnt be trusted in patchs presence. I should have been bolting for the door, and yet i wasnt.

Nice costume,” he said. “ditto. I can tell you put a lot of thought into yours.” amusement curled his mouth. “if you don’t like it, i can take it off.

Your enemy’s enemy is your friend

Hang on, did you just call me angel?” “if i did?

He grinned when i didn’t protest, and lowered his mouth toward mine. The first touch was just that – a touch. A teasing, tempting softness. I licked my lips and patch’s grin deepened. “more?” he asked. I curled my hands into his hair, pulling him closer. “more.