I undress to impress – patch
BECCA FITZPATRICKI can’t imagine why you’re so interested.” he shook his head. “interested? We’re talking about you. I’m fascinated.
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Or, if you decide you want to sleep at my place, on opposite sides of my bedroom with a do not cross line drawn down the middle, i’ll do it. I won’t like it, but i’ll do it.
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Tell me what’s going on here. Why can i hear your voice inside my head and why did you say you came to school for me?” “i was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.
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We all know you’re beautiful, scott.
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Did you hear something, nora? Vee asked. I thought i heard something. You definitely heard something, i agreed. Could that be a dog fart i heard? Vee asked me.
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You smell good, too, said patchit’s called a shower. I was staring straight ahead. When he didn’t answer, i turned sideways. Soap. Shampoo. Hot water.Naked. I know the drill.
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If i’d wanted you dead five minutes ago, you’d have died five minutes ago.
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A feeling of violation swayed inside me, making me feel as if id been shoved off a high platform without warning. I was falling, and i feared the sensation far more than hitting bottom. There was no end; just a constantsense of gravity having its way with me.
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I saw you, and i wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know you in a way no one else did. I wanted you, all of you.
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There was no sign of jules. Bad news, said elliot. The man is sick. Youre going to have to settle for me. Sick? Vee demanded. How sick? What kind of excuse is sick? Sick as in its coming out both ends. Vee scrunched her nose. Too much information.
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How warm i feel. How icredibly alive and vibrant and heedless every last inch of me feels next to you.
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I personally believe patch scared the pants off normal, and it took off running for the far side of the world.
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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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You’re mine, angel,” he murmured, brushing the words across my jawbone as i arched my neck higher, inviting him to kiss everywhere. “you have me forever.
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He nuzzles my neck affectionately. “i love you. I’m happier right now than i ever remember being.
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Human reproduction can be a sticky subject ewww! Groaned a chorus of students
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