“Inwardly, i gouged my eyes out.”

Your name? I repeated, hoping it was my imagination that my voice faltered. Call me patch. I mean it. Call me

Im not stealing it. Were stranded. This is called borrowing. This is called youre crazy.

My most noticeable physical trait is, hands down, my hair. It’s big, unruly and curly, and you can spot it from a mile away… Literally.

You think the two of us and a slummy motel make for a dangerous combination?

I loved you long before you loved me. It’s the only thing i have you beat at, and i’ll bring it up every chance i get.

He grinned. Busted. Im a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless and shockingly handsome alter ego. And im on top of it, she announced with witty triumph. Is that a freudian slip? His bluntness caught her off guard. A self-conscious blush rose in her face.

I’m not leaving until you tell me why you followed me. I know i’m a fascinating guy, but this is starting to feel like an unhealthy obsession.

Hank had left me his doomed army, and hed left marcie his inheritance. Unfair didnt begin to cover it.

Right now, i had everything i could ask for. It wasn’t a long list, but it was a very satisfying one, starting with the love of my life back in my arms.

Tell me what’s going on here. Why can i hear your voice inside my head and why did you say you came to school for me?” “i was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.

Shouldnt you be working instead of fraternizing with customers? I choked. He smiled. What are you doing sunday night? I snorted. By accident. Are you asking me out? Youre getting cocky. I like that, angel. I dont care what you like. Im not going out with you. Not on a date. Not alone.

Class was like watered down porn today. Vee said

I had fun last night,” i told patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. “i’m officially on love with your sheets.” “that the only thing you’re in love with?” “nope. Your mattress, too.” some smile crept into patch’s eyes. “my bed’s an open invitation.

You laugh, but you haven’t seen me in a tux. Or maybe you don’t like broad-shouldered guys with muscular chest and washboard abs?

She likes you, she just doesn’t understand you.

Id like to. Problem is, im not stupid. You act stupid. Right. Thanks for that. For your information, theres a difference between acting stupid and being stupid. Its a fine line, but someone has to draw it.