There’s nothing special about losing your virginity over a toilet.
BECCA FITZPATRICKVee lowered her lashes and smiled wickedly. “this class isn’t going to teach me anything i don’t already know.” “vee? As in virgin?” “not so loud.” she winked just as the bell rang, sending us both to our seats, which were side by side at our shared table.
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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You’re mine, angel. And i’m yours. Nothing can change that.
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Class was like watered down porn today. Vee 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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Citizen’s arrest,” he said. “well, that, and patch told me to.
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A feeling of violation swayed inside me, making me feel as if id been shoved off a high platform without warning. I was falling, and i feared the sensation far more than hitting bottom. There was no end; just a constantsense of gravity having its way with me.
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You laugh, but you haven’t seen me in a tux. Or maybe you don’t like broad-shouldered guys with muscular chest and washboard abs?
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I hung my fingertips on his waistband, tugging him closer. Patch buried his face in the curve of my shoulder, his hands flexing over my back. He gave a low groan. “i love you,” he murmured into my hair. “i’m happier right now than i ever remember being.
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Im going to grab a cheeseburger, i told patch. Want anything? Nothing on the menu. I smiled. Why, patch, are you flirting with me?
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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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I swear to you, patch, to take your love and cherish it. And in return, to give you my body and my hearteverything i possess, i give to you. I am yours. Wholly and completely. Love me. Protect me. Fulfill me. And i promise to do the same. ~ nora + patch
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Have you finished your column for tomorrow’s headline?” it was vee. She came up beside me, jotting notes on the notepad she carried everywhere. “i’m thinking of writing mine on the injustice of seating charts. I got paired with a girl who said she just finished lice treatment this morning.
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Did they look like anyone we know? For example a cross between pippi longstocking and the wicked witch of the west would obviously give us marcie millar
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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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Your name? I repeated, hoping it was my imagination that my voice faltered. Call me patch. I mean it. Call me
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I cared about us. But the cold hard truth was, nothing i said or did could realign the stars.
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