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Becca Fitzpatrick

It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i could handle the real thing.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Enough Ghost Handle Haunt Real Think Through
Well, well, he said. Five days a week isnt enough of me? Had to give me an evening, too?
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Days Enough Evening Five Give Said Well
…I need a boyfriend. And to get a boyfriend, you have to look good. Doesnt hurt to smell good too.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Boyfriend Fragrance Good Hurt Look Need Smell Wonderful
If you can’t feel then why did you kiss me? Because i can feel it here, in my heart.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Feel Heart Kiss Me
Are you gloating inside? That’s what this is about, isn’t it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!” […] “i get that you’re angry,” said patch. “i am ripped apart!” i shouted.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Angry Face Glat Huet Inside Men
I need an endorphin boost. And making out in an abandoned barn with me will give you one? No, it will probably put me in an endorphin coma, and im more than happy to test the theory.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Abandoned Boost Endorphin Give Happy Make More Need One Out Probably
Your biggest dream? – nora grey kiss you. – patch cipriano
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Biggest Cipriano Country Dream Grey Kiss Patch People Person
Nora: this is crazy. Patch: i’m crazy. About you.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Country Patch People Crazy
Boys everywhere take note: that was a kiss.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Boy Everywhere Kiss Note
I couldn’t picture myself with a boyfriend, but if i had to, i envisioned a nice normal guy who turned in his math homework on time and maybe even played rec baseball.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Baseball Boyfriend Envision Guy Homework Math Myself Normal Picture Time
Im not going to kill you, nora. I dont kill people who are important to me. And you top the list.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Country Going Important Kill List People Person Top
Before i could stop myself, i punched his arm. Careful, he said in a low voice. They might think were flirting.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Arm Careful Could Flirting Myself Punch Stop Voice
Hang on, did you just call me angel?” i asked.”if i did?i don’t like it.”he grinned. “it stays, angel.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Angel Call Grin Hang Just Stay
I hung my fingertips on his waistband, tugging him closer. Patch buried his face in the curve of my shoulder, his hands flexing over my back. He gave a low groan. “i love you,” he murmured into my hair. “i’m happier right now than i ever remember being.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Back Closer Curve Fingertip Flex Groan Hung Low Patch Toggling Vuried Waistband
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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Away Break Eye Flinching Hard Kind Lied Look Secret Them
I shook my head. I dont think so. This isnt a good idea. This isnt right. Theres all kinds of right, he murmured. On the spectrum, were still in the safe zone. … Definitely right. Usually right, patch continued. Mostly right. Maybe right.
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Define Good Head Idea Right Safe Shoot Spectrum Zone

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