“You can call me patch. No really. Call me.”

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.

Patch: lets get out of here. Nora: where are we going? Patch: youll see.

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.

You’re a psychopath.” “i prefer creative.

Ready to wrestle with my gorgeous boyfriend? Oh, id say im ready for that.” nora :d (p.375)

If i’d wanted you dead five minutes ago, you’d have died five minutes ago.

All this time i’ve hated myself for it. I thought i’d given it up for nothing. But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.

If i were thinking straight, i’d take you home right now.

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.

Listen, patch, i dont want to be rude, but sure you do. Well, you started it! Lovely. Very mature.

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

If you can’t feel, why did you kiss me?” patch traced a finger along my collarbone, then headed south stopping at my heart. I felt it pounding through my skin. “because i feel it here, in my heart,” he said quietly.

Your past wouldnt frighten me, i said, buckling my seat belt across my lap. Im guessing id be more appalled than anything.

You should shower,” i said. “right now.” “i smell that bad?” (patch) actually, he smelled that good.

There’s nothing special about losing your virginity over a toilet.

Chase him down and stall for time. I need two more minutes. Chase him down? How? The neon has a flat. With your own two feet! You mean exercise?

Patch? Whatever happens, i love you.” i wanted to say more, those three words painfully inadequate for the way i felt about him. And at the same time, so simple and accurate, nothing else would do.

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

Patch: lets get out of here. Nora: where are we going? Patch: youll see.

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.

Listen, patch, i dont want to be rude, but sure you do. Well, you started it! Lovely. Very mature.

Call me patch. I mean it. Call me.

Patch was in my life for a reason. I needed him. We were two halves of the same whole.

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.