What little light was left inside me flickered out.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWhat little light was left inside me flickered out.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI dont like the idea of dragging you into something that could get messy fast. If you need one more reason, i love you. This is uncharted territory for me, but I need to know that at the end of the night, i have you to come home to.
BECCA FITZPATRICKMr. 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 FITZPATRICKI didnt break his jaw, but if he lays a hand on you, it will be the first of many things to break, patch said.
BECCA FITZPATRICKNice costume,” he said. “ditto. I can tell you put alot of though into yours.” amusement curled his mouth. “if you don’t like it, i can take it off.” i tapped my chin thoughtfully. “that just might be the best proposal i’ve had all night.” “my offers are always the best, angel.
BECCA FITZPATRICKIf i need romance, that’s what netflix is for.
BECCA FITZPATRICKMy most noticeable physical trait is, hands down, my hair. It’s big, unruly and curly, and you can spot it from a mile away… Literally.
BECCA FITZPATRICKMy 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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKNora: 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?
BECCA FITZPATRICK…Five minutes from now, when everything else had dropped away and i realized the full impact of what id done, id feel my heart breaking.
BECCA FITZPATRICKClass was like watered down porn today. Vee said
BECCA FITZPATRICKYour mom isnt going to let me step foot inside this place. Ive seen the gun she keeps on the top shelf of the pantry.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI 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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI hung my fingertips on his waistband, tugging him closer. Patch buried his face in the curve of my shoulder, his hands flexing over my back. He gave a low groan. “i love you,” he murmured into my hair. “i’m happier right now than i ever remember being.
BECCA FITZPATRICKIts 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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI already know my size. I don’t need reminding.
BECCA FITZPATRICK