It will cost me a lot to send you with scott wearing that dress but, just so you know: if you come with that dress slightly wrinkled,i will trace scott, and when i find him, it’s not gonna be pretty
BECCA FITZPATRICK..But maybe this was a defense mechanism. Maybe my mind was making me see things i refused to accept were gone forever. It was filling the void, because that was easier than letting go.
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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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You’re a psychopath.” “i prefer creative.
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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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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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His smile was sexy and warned of trouble, but i’d made up my mind that not all trouble was bad.
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His muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.
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Im not stealing it. Were stranded. This is called borrowing. This is called youre crazy.
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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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Hang on, did you just call me angel?” “if i did?
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I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler. Cigars.
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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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But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.
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Pac-man? Or is it donkey kong? In truth, it looked a little more violent and military. A slow grin spread over his face. Baseball. Think maybe you could stand behind me and give me a few pointers?
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I’m not good,” he said, piercing me with eyes that absorbed all light but reflected none, “but i was worse.
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Stop crying. You’re giving archangels everywhere a bad name.” patch to pepper
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