Well, well, he said. Five days a week isnt enough of me? Had to give me an evening, too?
BECCA FITZPATRICKThere’s only one thing i know for certain anymore.” he turned, his eyes a clear black. “that i would do anything for you, even if it means going against mu instincts or my very nature. I would lay down everything i possess, even my soul, for you. If that isn’t love, it’s the best i have.
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Before i could stop myself, i punched his arm. Careful, he said in a low voice. They might think were flirting.
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He gave marcie a spare to the jeepi should park this thing in the ocean, twenty feet under.
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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 don’t have ‘five’ you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.
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My legs are falling asleep, i blurted. It wasnt a total lie. I was experiencing tingling sensations all through my body, legs included. I could solve that. Patchs hands closed on my hips.
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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.
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I take my job seriously, which means i’m going to need to get acquainted with the subject matter on a personal level.
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Lets 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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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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The sensible part of me wanted to dissect my emotions, overthinking and overcomplicating my reaction to jev.
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Nope. Thats my line. This is my boyfriends house, which makes that my line,exclusively.Where is he?” nora (p. 287)
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Who wants to kill you? The guy asked. He was still looking over his shoulder, but his expression was puzzled. Theres nobody there, the girlfriend told me. Youre making them think they cant see you, arent you? I said to patch, awed by his power even as i despised his use of it.
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You should go,” i breathed. “you should definitely go.” “go here?” his mouth was on my shoulder. “or here?” it moved up my neck.
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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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In the end, the only thing between us was silence.
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