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He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go.

Becca Fitzpatrick

Im really starting to like all this spy work, vee said. When my normal life gets boring, all i have to do is sidle up next to you.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

All Bore Life Next Nirmal Really Sidle Spy Start Work
Have you finished your column for tomorrow’s headline?” it was vee. She came up beside me, jotting notes on the notepad she carried everywhere. “i’m thinking of writing mine on the injustice of seating charts. I got paired with a girl who said she just finished lice treatment this morning.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Carried Column Everywhere Finish Headline Joting Note Notepad Think Tomorrow
Don’t blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there’s this new club called civilization and you guys should join.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Blame Civilization Closer Club Guy Mom Move New Tell
Youre not going to drive me home? I asked. A waste of breath, since i knew her answer. Theres fog. Patchy fog. Vee grinned. Oh, boy. He is so on your mind. Not that i blame you. Personally, im hoping i dream about him tonight.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Answer Ask Boy Breathe Drive God Grinned Home Kneww Mind Patch Waste
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.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Away Break Eye Flinching Hard Kind Lied Look Secret Them
And you would have lost. We were surrounded. He threatened your life, and he would have made good on that threat. He had you, and that meant he had me, too.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Good Life Made Mean Surround Threat Threatened
If i’d wanted you dead five minutes ago, you’d have died five minutes ago.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Ago Dead Five Minute Want
Touch her, he said in scotts ear, his voice low and threatening, and itll be the biggest regret of your life.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Biggest Life Regret Said Scott Threating Touch Voice
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
Its brown. So maybe i had the teeniest, tiniest, most infinitesimal amount of auburn in my hair. I was still a brunette. Its the lighting, i said. Yeah, maybe its the lightbulbs. His smile brought up both sides of his mouth, and a dimple surfaced.
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Amount Brown Hair Infinitesimal Light Maybe
Busted. I’m a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless-and shockingly handsome-alter ego.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Alter Brust Decpeptively Ego Halndome Harmless Monster Shock
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.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Cat Catwoman Come Impair Like Only Police Rain Reason Reflex Uinvulnerable Water
Any 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 FITZPATRICK

Any Better Brief Happiness Know Long Matter Officially Seem Torture
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.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Bad Boy Dracula Emits Look Mess Normal People Said Signal Sweater
Because i thought i was in love. And when you think you’re in love, you are willing to stick it out and make it work until it is love.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Love Make Out Stick Think Until Willing Work
If i need romance, that’s what netflix is for.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Need Netflix Romance

He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go.

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