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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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I’ll be firm,” i promised patch, adopting a no-nonsense expression. “no backing down.” by now patch was full-on grinning. He kissed me again, and i felt my mouth soften its resolve. “you look cute when you’re trying to be tough,” he said.
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Adopt Back Down Expression Firm Grinning Kiss Mouth Nonsense Patch Promise
Theres my date, i said. “fashionably late.” nora (p. 232)
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Country Date Fashionable Late People Person Said Year
Youre crowding me. I need room…. What i needed were boundaries. I needed willpower. I needed to be caged up, since yet again i was proving i couldnt be trusted in patchs presence. I should have been bolting for the door, and yet i wasnt.
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Again Boundary Cage Crowd Need Room Trust Willpower
One more thing. I sold the mustang. Too conspicuous. Don’t get too excited, but i bought you a little something with the extra cash. I heard you’ve had your eye on a volkswagen. The owner is dropping it by tomorrow. I paid for a full tank of gas, so make sure she delivers.
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Cash Extra Eye Heard Little More Mustang One Sold Something Thing
Does patch have a restraining order against him?’ he read. ‘is patch a felon?’ ‘give-me-that!’ i hissed furiously. Patch gave a soft laugh, and i knew he’d seen the next question. ‘does patch have a girlfriend?
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Against Furiously Give Hiss Laugh Order Patch Read Rsetrain Seen Soft
The sensible part of me wanted to dissect my emotions, overthinking and overcomplicating my reaction to jev.
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Emotion Jew Overcomplicating Overthinking Part Reaction Sensible Wnt
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
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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Accent Eyes Hand Mouth Patch Spoke Tell Wipe
Violence doesn’t equal strength.
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Equal Strength Violence
I wasnt expecting to come home to you, but now that youre here, i have no intention of letting you leave.” patch :d (p. 295)
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Come Expect Home Intention Leave Letting Patch
Its 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.
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Amount Brown Hair Infinitesimal Light Maybe
You possess other people’s…Bodies.” he accepted that statement with a nod. “do you want to possess my body?” “i want to do a lot of things to your body, but that’s not one of them.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Accept Bodies Body Lot People Posses Statement Thing Want
..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
The trouble was, my feelings for patch weren’t harmless.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Feeling Harmless Trouble
Don’t blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there’s this new club called civilization and you guys should join.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Blame Civilization Closer Club Guy Mom Move New Tell
His muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Cloth Far Flex Lead Let Muscle never Stary Under

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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