Hey now, none of that. You know i don’t have one evil bone in my body. Only two hundred and six of them?
BECCA FITZPATRICKHow warm i feel. How icredibly alive and vibrant and heedless every last inch of me feels next to you.
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You should shower,” i said. “right now.” “i smell that bad?” (patch) actually, he smelled that good.
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She cleans a toilet inside and out under a minute. More like terrifying
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Shouldnt you be working instead of fraternizing with customers? I choked. He smiled. What are you doing sunday night? I snorted. By accident. Are you asking me out? Youre getting cocky. I like that, angel. I dont care what you like. Im not going out with you. Not on a date. Not alone.
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Nice costume,” he said. “ditto. I can tell you put alot of though into yours.” amusement curled his mouth. “if you don’t like it, i can take it off.” i tapped my chin thoughtfully. “that just might be the best proposal i’ve had all night.” “my offers are always the best, angel.
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I swear to you, patch, to take your love and cherish it. And in return, to give you my body and my hearteverything i possess, i give to you. I am yours. Wholly and completely. Love me. Protect me. Fulfill me. And i promise to do the same. ~ nora + patch
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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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This was it. Together. Forever. As we left it all behind, the sun warmed my back, lighting the way before us. I knew of no better omen.
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I would lay down everything i possess, even my soul, for you. If that isn’t love, it’s the best i have.
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He tasted deeper, holding himself over me, and suddenly he was everywhere; his knee trapping my leg, his lips grazing warm, rough, sensuous. He splayed his hand at the small of my back, holding me tightly, driving me to sink my fingers deeper into him, clinging to him as if letting go would mean losing part of myself.
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You smell good, too, said patchit’s called a shower. I was staring straight ahead. When he didn’t answer, i turned sideways. Soap. Shampoo. Hot water.Naked. I know the drill.
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Chase him down and stall for time. I need two more minutes. Chase him down? How? The neon has a flat. With your own two feet! You mean exercise?
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I cared about us. But the cold hard truth was, nothing i said or did could realign the stars.
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They say that when you’re about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. They never tell you that when you watch someone you once loved dying, hovering between this life and the next, it’s twice as painful, because you’re reliving two lives that traveled one road together.
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Mr. Green sweater looks normal, but his wingman looks hard-core bad boy, said vee. Emits a certain dont-mess-with-me signal. Tell me he doesnt look like draculas spawn. Tell me im imagining things.
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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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