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Patch’s eyes were slate black, darker than a million secrets stacked on top of each other. He dropped his gaze to the ring in his hand, turning it over slowly. “swear you’ll never stop loving me,” i whispered. Ever so slightly, he nodded.

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Your enemy’s enemy is your friend
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I should probably confess that ice cream is my favorite food, and i eat it every night. When i go grocery shopping, i try to buy a new flavor, rather than reverting back to a favorite flavor. I’m on a mission to taste every flavor of ice cream out there!
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When i’m wasted, i can almost forget who i am,” he said, his smile fading slightly. “i know i’m still there, but only barely. It’s a good place to be.” he tipped back the thermos, eyes on the dark sea straight ahead
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His muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.
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I trailed off.Patch leaned lazily against the counter. Dark hair flipped out from under his ball cap. A smile tugged at his mouth. My thoughts dissolved and just like that, a new thought broke the surface of my mind. I wanted to kiss him. Right now.
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He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go.
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Let me show you, he said in my ear. Like this. Feel that? Relax. Now pivot your hipsits all in the hips.
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I had to lull mom and hank into believing i was in the right frame of mind to be taken into public. If i exited my bedroom foaming at the mouth and dressed in black love sucks tee, my plan would never get off the ground.
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His were the kind of eyes that held secrets. The kind that lied without flinching. The kind that once you looked into them, it was hard to break away.
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A feeling of violation swayed inside me, making me feel as if id been shoved off a high platform without warning. I was falling, and i feared the sensation far more than hitting bottom. There was no end; just a constantsense of gravity having its way with me.
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Cheshvan starts tonight,” rixon said, “what are you doing arsing around in a graveyard?” “thinking.” “thinking?” “a process by which i use my brain to make a rational decision.
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She cleans a toilet inside and out under a minute. More like terrifying
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If i’d wanted you dead five minutes ago, you’d have died five minutes ago.
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Im not going anywhere near a motel with you.
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All i can think about is bed. Were sharing the same thought. Youre thinking about bed too? Im thinking about you in my bed.
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I love you more than i think i should.
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Patch’s eyes were slate black, darker than a million secrets stacked on top of each other. He dropped his gaze to the ring in his hand, turning it over slowly. “swear you’ll never stop loving me,” i whispered. Ever so slightly, he nodded.

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Patch’s eyes were slate black, darker than a million secrets stacked on top of each other. He dropped his gaze to the ring in his hand, turning it over slowly. “swear you’ll never stop loving me,” i whispered. Ever so slightly, he nodded.

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