I didnt break his jaw, but if he lays a hand on you, it will be the first of many things to break, patch said.
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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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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The sensible part of me wanted to dissect my emotions, overthinking and overcomplicating my reaction to jev.
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Don’t blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there’s this new club called civilization and you guys should join.
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Rollover minutes dont work with curfews.
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Maggots squirming in your eyeholes…And your other orifices, might be carrying things a bit too far.” “this is why i keep you around, rixon. Always seeing things from the bright side.
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His muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.
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Light had a way of keeping the monsters of my imagination at bay.
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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 know you followed me. Don’t look so surprised. It’s called a rearview mirror.
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Nora: i have questions. Patch: i should have known you’ve only been keeping me around for answers. Nora: well, that and your kisses. Anyone ever tell you you’re an incredible kisser?
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I don’t have ‘five’ you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.
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She already has a car. A ford. Thats like toyotas worst enemy.
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Hate to disappoint, but no feathers. I came to earth stripped naked.
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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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Hang on, did you just call me angel?” “if i did?
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