I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night’s rain. Or angel magic
BECCA FITZPATRICKLets be honest, nora. Youve got it bad for me.” his eyes held a lot of depth. “and ive got it bad for you.
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This is crazy,” i told patch in an undertone. “i’m crazy.” he was on the brink of smiling again. “about you.
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You’re mine, angel. And i’m yours. Nothing can change that.
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I couldn’t picture myself with a boyfriend, but if i had to, i envisioned a nice normal guy who turned in his math homework on time and maybe even played rec baseball.
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I forced a smile. It was the one i’d been practicing all morning. It felt tight at the edges and brittle everywhere in between.
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I want scott to look at me the way patch looks at you.
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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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The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart.
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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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My 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.
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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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His were the kind of eyes that held secrets. The kind that lied without flinching. The kind that once you looked into them, it was hard to break away.
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I’m touched, rixon. A bomb. How elaborate. Why didn’t you keep things simple and just march inside my bedroom one night and put a bullet between my eyes?” nora, crescendo
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How did you get in?” “i move in mysterious ways.” “god moves in mysterious ways. You move like lightening-here one moment, gone the next.
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What was up with class today? It was watered-down porn. He practically had you and patch on top of your lab table, horizontal, minus your clothes, doing the big deed.
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He tried to pull me against him, and i bit him on the lip. He licked his lip with the tip of his tongue. ‘did you just bite me?
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