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The sensible part of me wanted to dissect my emotions, overthinking and overcomplicating my reaction to jev.

Becca Fitzpatrick

It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i could handle the real thing.
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Enough Ghost Handle Haunt Real Think Through
The higher up, the harder the fall.
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Energy Fall Hardest Higher Power Shine Success Up
Strangely enough, it wasnt gabe who was haunting my thoughts, though. That job belonged to a pair of sinfully black eyes that had lost their edge when they studied me, turning as soft and sultry as silk.
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Belong Edge Enough Eye Haunt Job Pair Sinfully Strange Studies Thought
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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All Bed Same Share Think Thought Too
Patch backed me into a tree and kissed me, hard. I regained my breath. “boys take not everywhere: that was a kiss.
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Back Boy Breath Everywhere Hard Kiss Patch Regain Tree
How did you get in?” “i move in mysterious ways.” “god moves in mysterious ways. You move like lightening-here one moment, gone the next.
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Lightening Moment Move Mysterious Next Way
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?
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Ask Rearview Reason Same Specific Stalk Surprise Thing
Whoa, who peed in your cheerios?
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Cheerios Peed Whoa
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.
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Chin Handling Helmet Last Love Night Officially Over Patch Sheet Strap Thing Told
I need to get back to work, patch said. He gave me a once-over that lingered a bit below the hips. Killer skirt. Deadly legs.
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Bak Below Bit Deadly Hip Killer Legs Linger Need Once Over Patch Skirt Work
I dont like the idea of dragging you into something that could get messy fast. If you need one more reason, i love you. This is uncharted territory for me, but I need to know that at the end of the night, i have you to come home to.
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Drag Fast Fessy Into Like Love More Ned Need Reason Something Territory Uncharted
I couldn’t look at you and breath at the same time.
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Breath Look Same Time
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.
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Address Ask Briefly Brightening Haze Know Think Through Work
The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart.
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Boyfriend Good Heart Only Shatter Thing
There was no sign of jules. Bad news, said elliot. The man is sick. Youre going to have to settle for me. Sick? Vee demanded. How sick? What kind of excuse is sick? Sick as in its coming out both ends. Vee scrunched her nose. Too much information.
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Bad Demand Excuse Go News People Settle Sick Sign Young
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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Cling Curve Face Familiar Felt Need Newer Safe Shirt Sold Want Warm

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