Listen, patch, i dont want to be rude, but sure you do. Well, you started it! Lovely. Very mature.
BECCA FITZPATRICKStrangely 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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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.
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Are you defending marcie? He shook his head. I dont need to. She handled herself. You, on the other hand i pointed at the door. Out.
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I 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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What do i have to do to convince you that i’m only using dabria for one reason, one only reason: destroy hank, bit by bit if is necessary,and make him pay for all the things he has done to harm the girl i love?
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I felt his eyes devour me as i moved around the room. He assessed me head to toe without blinking, and a hot ache shivered through me. A kiss would’ve been less intimate.
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Kiss me in a way i’ll never forget. Kiss me in a way that will stay with me until see you again
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Hang on, did you just call me angel?” “if i did?
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I called vee. “how are you doing?” i asked. “good. How are you?” “good.” silence. “okay,” vee said in a rush, “i am still totally freaked out. You?” “totally.
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The higher up, the harder the fall.
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Right now, vee was the only person i could count on. She could be obnoxious,annoying, and lazy, but she never lied to me.
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In the end, the only thing between us was silence.
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Chauncey seethed at the outrageous insult. “and your father?” he demanded, extending the sword. He didn’t yet know all his vassals, but he was learning. He would brand the family name of this boy to memory.
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Violence doesn’t equal strength.
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Patch’s eyes were slate black, darker than a million secrets stacked on top of each other. He dropped his gaze to the ring in his hand, turning it over slowly. “swear you’ll never stop loving me,” i whispered. Ever so slightly, he nodded.
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Light had a way of keeping the monsters of my imagination at bay.
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