Call me patch. I mean it. Call me.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWalk out, he repeated. We need to talk. About how you need to sacrifice me to get a human body? I asked, my tone light, my insides feeling leaden. That might be cute if you thought it was true.
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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.
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Im not going to kill you, nora. I dont kill people who are important to me. And you top the list.
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The trouble was, my feelings for patch weren’t harmless.
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Are you keeping anything else from me? Im keeping a lot of things from you. Like? Like the way i feel about being locked up in here with you. You have no idea what you do to me.
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I believe in destiny angel. I believe every choice i’ve made has brought me closer to you. I looked for you for a very long time. I may have fallen from heaven, but i fell for you.
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His muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.
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Patch was in my life for a reason. I needed him. We were two halves of the same whole.
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You want a blood relative to lead your army? Get marcie. She likes ordering people around. She’ll be a natural.
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Why is anthony amowitz using his pimp smile on you? Youre only calling him a pimp because hes here. At marcies. Yeah, so? Hes being nice. I elbowed her. Smile back. Being nice? Hes being horny.
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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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But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.
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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.
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The truth is scary, but knowing nothing is crippling.
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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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Vee lowered her lashes and smiled wickedly. “this class isn’t going to teach me anything i don’t already know.” “vee? As in virgin?” “not so loud.” she winked just as the bell rang, sending us both to our seats, which were side by side at our shared table.
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