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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKIf you can’t feel, why did you kiss me?” patch traced a finger along my collarbone, then headed south stopping at my heart. I felt it pounding through my skin. “because i feel it here, in my heart,” he said quietly.
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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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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I don’t have ‘five’ you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.
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Who wants to kill you? The guy asked. He was still looking over his shoulder, but his expression was puzzled. Theres nobody there, the girlfriend told me. Youre making them think they cant see you, arent you? I said to patch, awed by his power even as i despised his use of it.
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Hang on, did you just call me angel?” i asked.”if i did?i don’t like it.”he grinned. “it stays, angel.
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Human reproduction can be a sticky subject ewww! Groaned a chorus of students
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Sometimes bad things have to happen before good things can.
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Being with you never felt wrong. It’s the one thing i did right. You’re the one thing i did right.
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You’re mine, angel, and don’t you forget it. Your fights are my fights. What if something bad had happened today? It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i can handle the real thing.
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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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Something doesn’t look right,” vee said. “is the tire supposed to look like that?” i banged my head against the nearest tree trunk. “so we’ve got a flat,” vee said. “what now?
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Dont start. I saw marcie climb inside your jeep. She needed a ride. I adopted a hands-on-hips pose. What kind of ride? Not that kind of ride, he said slowly.
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…”good, because i need your help.” “help is my middle name.” i was pretty sure she’d already told me bad was her middle name, but i kept my opinion to myself.
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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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When it comes to reflexes, i’m like a cat. I’m catwoman. I’m invulnerable. The only reason he got a piece of me is because of the rain. Cats don’t like water. It impairs us. It’s our kryptonite.
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I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night’s rain. Or angel magic
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