“It will cost me a lot to send you with scott wearing that dress but, just so you know: if you come with that dress slightly wrinkled,i will trace scott, and when i find him, it’s not gonna be pretty”

Your biggest dream? – nora grey kiss you. – patch cipriano

I nibbled my lower lip. “if you could see into my past just by touching my back, you’d have a hard time resisting the temptation too.” “i have a hard time keeping my hands off you without that added bonus.

Vee never needed a reason to do something stupid. Sad thing was, most of the time i didn’t either.

The trouble was, my feelings for patch weren’t harmless.

I forced a smile. It was the one i’d been practicing all morning. It felt tight at the edges and brittle everywhere in between.

Anything was better than nothing. Half-full was better than empty. Ignorance was the lowest form of humiliation and suffering.

I trailed off.Patch leaned lazily against the counter. Dark hair flipped out from under his ball cap. A smile tugged at his mouth. My thoughts dissolved and just like that, a new thought broke the surface of my mind. I wanted to kiss him. Right now.

Every time you strip my sword, i owe you a kiss. How’s that sound?” i bit my lip to keep from giggling. “that sounds really dirty.” patch waggled his brows. “look whose mind just rolled into the gutter.

It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i could handle the real thing.

Stop crying. You’re giving archangels everywhere a bad name.” patch to pepper

Kiss me in a way i’ll never forget. Kiss me in a way that will stay with me until see you again

I need to brush my teeth. And i need a shower.” he grinned, hopping off the bike. “now that is an invitation.

One more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone i didn’t know i was searching for.

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.

It was a smile that spelled trouble. With a promise.

Violence doesn’t equal strength.

My cousin’s gay, he went to London only to find out that Big Ben was a clock.

We seldom find any person of good sense, except those who share our opinions.

I try to find a way that the other guy hasn’t thought of using a sound or a sample.

You will not find poetry anywhere unless you bring some of it with you.

Philosophy finds it an easy matter to vanquish past and future evils, but the present are commonly too hard for it.

We come altogether fresh and raw into the several stages of life, and often find ourselves without experience, despite our years.

People like to blame others. I think a person should just look at their own situation, look around them, find out what they wish to do, and seek and go and do that. And that’s it.

I make fun of situations and try and find the humor in things, but it’s never at the expense of the other guy.