They say that when you’re about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. They never tell you that when you watch someone you once loved dying, hovering between this life and the next, it’s twice as painful, because you’re reliving two lives that traveled one road together.
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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Youve never been to school, ever? If thats true and youre right, i dont think it iswhat made you decide to come this year? You….Your eyes, nora. Those cold, pale gray eyes are surprisingly irresistible. He tipped his head sideways, as if to study me from a new angle. And that killer curvy mouth
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I shook my head. I dont think so. This isnt a good idea. This isnt right. Theres all kinds of right, he murmured. On the spectrum, were still in the safe zone. … Definitely right. Usually right, patch continued. Mostly right. Maybe right.
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You smell good.” “it’s called a shower. Soap, shampoo, water-” “naked. I know the drill.
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Listen, patch, i dont want to be rude, but sure you do. Well, you started it! Lovely. Very mature.
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Love the hair. Love when its out of control. Its like seeing a side of you that needs to come out more often.
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Don’t make me regret this” i said, breathless. ” you haven’t regretted me once”. He kissed me, and i answered so hungrily i thought my lips would bruise. Patch&nora ( p. 180)
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When i’m wasted, i can almost forget who i am,” he said, his smile fading slightly. “i know i’m still there, but only barely. It’s a good place to be.” he tipped back the thermos, eyes on the dark sea straight ahead
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Busted. I’m a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless-and shockingly handsome-alter ego.
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But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.
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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 cared about us. But the cold hard truth was, nothing i said or did could realign the stars.
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Why did everyone think i needed a new boyfriend? I didn’t need a new boyfriend. I’d had enough of boyfriends to last a lifetime. The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart.
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Girl, i’m going to show you the bear in hug.
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I have a free couple of hours,” i told him, walking toward my car, which was parked on the next block. “there’s a very private, very secluded barn in lookout hill park behind the carousel. I could be there in fifteen minutes.” i heard the smile in his voice. “you want me bad.
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The subjects pulse increased on contact, he said. Dont write that.
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I couldn’t escape him, now or ever. He’d always be there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands. I was drawn to him by forces i couldn’t control, let alone escape.
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Wow. Nice bike, i said. Which was a lie. It looked like a glossy black death trap.
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The guy i’ve got my eye on happens to be hot. Off-the-charts hot. Hotter-than-patch hot.’ she paused. ‘well maybe not that hot. Nobody’s that hot.
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His words filled my heart to the brim. I loved him in a way id never be able to express in words. He was part of me. And i was part of him. Tethered together for the rest of eternity.
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Angel… I don’t think you understand the lengths i would go to if it means keeping you here with me.’ -patch (pg 262)
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He grinned when i didn’t protest, and lowered his mouth toward mine. The first touch was just that – a touch. A teasing, tempting softness. I licked my lips and patch’s grin deepened. “more?” he asked. I curled my hands into his hair, pulling him closer. “more.
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And anyway, the first three letters in the word diet should tell you what i want it to do.
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As in, i wouldn’t know normal if it marched up and poked me in the eye.
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My arms hurt from how tightly patch held me. Now thats what i call a scream, he said, grinning at me.
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Is everything a joke to you? I asked. He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. Not everything. Like what? You.
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We touched base at several strategic locations down our bodies, and it took all my willpower to break away.
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