You want a blood relative to lead your army? Get marcie. She likes ordering people around. She’ll be a natural.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYou want a blood relative to lead your army? Get marcie. She likes ordering people around. She’ll be a natural.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWe touched base at several strategic locations down our bodies, and it took all my willpower to break away.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHang on, did you just call me angel?” i asked.”if i did?i don’t like it.”he grinned. “it stays, angel.
BECCA FITZPATRICKVee never needed a reason to do something stupid. Sad thing was, most of the time i didn’t either.
BECCA FITZPATRICKAny happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing i could never have him.
BECCA FITZPATRICKIm not stealing it. Were stranded. This is called borrowing. This is called youre crazy.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHis smile was sexy and warned of trouble, but i’d made up my mind that not all trouble was bad.
BECCA FITZPATRICKThere’s nothing special about losing your virginity over a toilet.
BECCA FITZPATRICKA girl could lather up in soap like that.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHe 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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI 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 FITZPATRICKHe gave marcie a spare to the jeepi should park this thing in the ocean, twenty feet under.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWhen i’m wasted, i can almost forget who i am,” he said, his smile fading slightly. “i know i’m still there, but only barely. It’s a good place to be.” he tipped back the thermos, eyes on the dark sea straight ahead
BECCA FITZPATRICKIm going to grab a cheeseburger, i told patch. Want anything? Nothing on the menu. I smiled. Why, patch, are you flirting with me?
BECCA FITZPATRICKI would lay down everything i possess, even my soul, for you. If that isn’t love, it’s the best i have.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHe grinned. Busted. Im a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless and shockingly handsome alter ego. And im on top of it, she announced with witty triumph. Is that a freudian slip? His bluntness caught her off guard. A self-conscious blush rose in her face.
BECCA FITZPATRICK