You find the wrong boy, you ask for trouble. You find the right boy, you find love.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYou find the wrong boy, you ask for trouble. You find the right boy, you find love.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI know you followed me. Don’t look so surprised. It’s called a rearview mirror.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI love you,nora. Whatever happens, promise me you’ll remember that. I don’t care why you came into my life,only that you did. I don’t remember all the things i did wrong. I remember what i did right, i remember you. You made my life meaningful. You made my life special.
BECCA FITZPATRICKThe truth is scary, but knowing nothing is crippling.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI already know my size. I don’t need reminding.
BECCA FITZPATRICKReady to wrestle with my gorgeous boyfriend? Oh, id say im ready for that.” nora :d (p.375)
BECCA FITZPATRICKAre you keeping anything else from me? Im keeping a lot of things from you. Like? Like the way i feel about being locked up in here with you. You have no idea what you do to me.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI want scott to look at me the way patch looks at you.
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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWhy did everyone think i needed a new boyfriend? I didn’t need a new boyfriend. I’d had enough of boyfriends to last a lifetime. The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWho 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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKFor someone whos made it clear that her life is superior to every other students at this school, you sure make it a habit of pursuing every facet of our boring, worthless lives.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI don’t have the body for this,” i quipped, lifting my chin to a voluptous woman nearby who shook her hips zealously to the beat. “no curves.” jev’s eyes held mine. “are you asking my opinion?
BECCA FITZPATRICKSay ‘provoking’ again. Your mouth looks provocative when you do.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI 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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI couldn’t look at you and breath at the same time.
BECCA FITZPATRICK