Call me patch. I mean it. Call me.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHow 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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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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I’m telling you this because i want you to know that i know something about you isn’t right. You haven’t fooled everybody. I’m going to find out what you’re up to. I’m going to expose you.” “looking forward to it.
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Your past wouldnt frighten me, i said, buckling my seat belt across my lap. Im guessing id be more appalled than anything.
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You picked the seats you did for a reason, right? Familiarity. Too bad the best sleuths avoid familiarity. It dulls the investigative instinct.
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Patch smiled. You come by your red hair naturally? I stared at him. I dont have red hair. I hate to break it to you, but its red. I could light it on fire and it wouldnt turn any redder.
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I loved you long before you loved me. It’s the only thing i have you beat at, and i’ll bring it up every chance i get.
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Hang on, did you just call me angel?” i asked.”if i did?i don’t like it.”he grinned. “it stays, angel.
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The trouble was, my feelings for patch weren’t harmless.
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I’ll be firm,” i promised patch, adopting a no-nonsense expression. “no backing down.” by now patch was full-on grinning. He kissed me again, and i felt my mouth soften its resolve. “you look cute when you’re trying to be tough,” he said.
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I had fun last night,” i told patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. “i’m officially on love with your sheets.” “that the only thing you’re in love with?” “nope. Your mattress, too.” some smile crept into patch’s eyes. “my bed’s an open invitation.
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It was a smile that spelled trouble. With a promise.
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You’re mine, angel. And i’m yours. Nothing can change that.
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If i’d wanted you dead five minutes ago, you’d have died five minutes ago.
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Are we going to have to teach you to fight, angel?
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Right now, holding you, i feel like we have a shot at beating all odds and making it together.
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