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Strangely enough, it wasnt gabe who was haunting my thoughts, though. That job belonged to a pair of sinfully black eyes that had lost their edge when they studied me, turning as soft and sultry as silk.

Becca Fitzpatrick

Sure thing, gumdrop. -scott
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Country Gumdrop Happen People Person Sure Thing
The truth is, normal might take years. Normal might never happen. But its definitely not going to happen if i lounge around here watching soaps and avoiding life. Im going to school today, end of story.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Around Avoid Definitely Going Happen Life Normal Soap Truth Watch Year
Id like to. Problem is, im not stupid. You act stupid. Right. Thanks for that. For your information, theres a difference between acting stupid and being stupid. Its a fine line, but someone has to draw it.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Act Difference Fine Information Problem Right Stupid Thank
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
I cared about us. But the cold hard truth was, nothing i said or did could realign the stars.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Care Cold Hard Nothing Star
I had fun last night,” i told patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. “i’m officially on love with your sheets.” “that the only thing you’re in love with?” “nope. Your mattress, too.” some smile crept into patch’s eyes. “my bed’s an open invitation.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Chin Handling Helmet Last Love Night Officially Over Patch Sheet Strap Thing Told
..But maybe this was a defense mechanism. Maybe my mind was making me see things i refused to accept were gone forever. It was filling the void, because that was easier than letting go.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Defense Forever Gone Maybe Mechanism Mind Refuse See Thing Void
He tasted deeper, holding himself over me, and suddenly he was everywhere; his knee trapping my leg, his lips grazing warm, rough, sensuous. He splayed his hand at the small of my back, holding me tightly, driving me to sink my fingers deeper into him, clinging to him as if letting go would mean losing part of myself.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Deeper Everywhere Graze Hand Himself Hold Over Rough Sensors Splay Suddenly Taste Trap Warm
I already know my size. I don’t need reminding.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Already Know Need Remind Size
Sometimes bad things have to happen before good things can.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Bad Before Good Happen Sometimes Thing
Right now, i had everything i could ask for. It wasn’t a long list, but it was a very satisfying one, starting with the love of my life back in my arms.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Arm Back Everything List Long Low Right Satisfy
Love the hair. Love when its out of control. Its like seeing a side of you that needs to come out more often.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Come Control Hair Love Need Often Out Side
She likes you, she just doesn’t understand you.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Faith Like Resemble She Understand
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

Cling Curve Face Familiar Felt Need Newer Safe Shirt Sold Want Warm
There’s only one thing i know for certain anymore.” he turned, his eyes a clear black. “that i would do anything for you, even if it means going against mu instincts or my very nature. I would lay down everything i possess, even my soul, for you. If that isn’t love, it’s the best i have.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Against Anymore Anything Certain Clear Instinct One Only Thing
That’s really eco-friendly of you,” vee told marcie. “recycling nora’s old trash.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Eco Friendly Marcle Old Really Recycle Tarsh Told

Strangely enough, it wasnt gabe who was haunting my thoughts, though. That job belonged to a pair of sinfully black eyes that had lost their edge when they studied me, turning as soft and sultry as silk.

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Strangely enough, it wasnt gabe who was haunting my thoughts, though. That job belonged to a pair of sinfully black eyes that had lost their edge when they studied me, turning as soft and sultry as silk.

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