My arms hurt from how tightly patch held me. Now thats what i call a scream, he said, grinning at me.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWell, well, he said. Five days a week isnt enough of me? Had to give me an evening, too?
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When 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
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The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart.
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My legs are falling asleep, i blurted. It wasnt a total lie. I was experiencing tingling sensations all through my body, legs included. I could solve that. Patchs hands closed on my hips.
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The sensible part of me wanted to dissect my emotions, overthinking and overcomplicating my reaction to jev.
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I want scott to look at me the way patch looks at you.
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He grinned when i didn’t protest, and lowered his mouth toward mine. The first touch was just that – a touch. A teasing, tempting softness. I licked my lips and patch’s grin deepened. “more?” he asked. I curled my hands into his hair, pulling him closer. “more.
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You didnt tell me she was so soft on the eyes, he said to patch, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He spoke with a heavy irish accent. I didnt tell her how hard you are on them either, patch returned, his mouth at the relaxed stage just before a grin.
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Your mom isnt going to let me step foot inside this place. Ive seen the gun she keeps on the top shelf of the pantry.
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Jev stroked his chin. “do i look like a summer fling?
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Call me patch. I mean it. Call me.
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Nora: i have questions. Patch: i should have known you’ve only been keeping me around for answers. Nora: well, that and your kisses. Anyone ever tell you you’re an incredible kisser?
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The truth is scary, but knowing nothing is crippling.
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Nice costume,” he said. “ditto. I can tell you put a lot of thought into yours.” amusement curled his mouth. “if you don’t like it, i can take it off.
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The archangel.” i murmured. Looking back over my shoulder at the ride, which had started its next ascent. “it means high-ranking angel.” there was a definite smugness to his voice. “the higher up, the harder the fall.
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I got a new job. Patch locked eyes with me, and i warmed in a lot of places. In fact, i was dangerously close to feverish.
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