Busted. I’m a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless-and shockingly handsome-alter ego.
BECCA FITZPATRICKBusted. I’m a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless-and shockingly handsome-alter ego.
BECCA FITZPATRICKRight now, i had everything i could ask for. It wasn’t a long list, but it was a very satisfying one, starting with the love of my life back in my arms.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYou never know what you’re going to have to face, so you’d better be prepared.
BECCA FITZPATRICKAll i can think about is bed. Were sharing the same thought. Youre thinking about bed too? Im thinking about you in my bed.
BECCA FITZPATRICKNice costume,” he said. “ditto. I can tell you put a lot of thought into yours.” amusement curled his mouth. “if you don’t like it, i can take it off.
BECCA FITZPATRICKTacos.” “tacos?” i echoed. This seemed to amuse him. “tomatoes, lettuce, cheese.” “i know what a taco is!
BECCA FITZPATRICKI need to brush my teeth. And i need a shower.” he grinned, hopping off the bike. “now that is an invitation.
BECCA FITZPATRICKThe trouble was, my feelings for patch weren’t harmless.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHe tasted deeper, holding himself over me, and suddenly he was everywhere; his knee trapping my leg, his lips grazing warm, rough, sensuous. He splayed his hand at the small of my back, holding me tightly, driving me to sink my fingers deeper into him, clinging to him as if letting go would mean losing part of myself.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI believe in destiny angel. I believe every choice i’ve made has brought me closer to you. I looked for you for a very long time. I may have fallen from heaven, but i fell for you.
BECCA FITZPATRICKStrangely enough, it wasnt gabe who was haunting my thoughts, though. That job belonged to a pair of sinfully black eyes that had lost their edge when they studied me, turning as soft and sultry as silk.
BECCA FITZPATRICKIm not going anywhere near a motel with you.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI’m not the distraction in the room.’ ‘oh? And what might be?’ -nora & patch (pg 242)
BECCA FITZPATRICKHis muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.
BECCA FITZPATRICKDid you hear something, nora? Vee asked. I thought i heard something. You definitely heard something, i agreed. Could that be a dog fart i heard? Vee asked me.
BECCA FITZPATRICKBoys everywhere take note: that was a kiss.
BECCA FITZPATRICK