Patch’s eyes were slate black, darker than a million secrets stacked on top of each other. He dropped his gaze to the ring in his hand, turning it over slowly. “swear you’ll never stop loving me,” i whispered. Ever so slightly, he nodded.
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.
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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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.
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Did i really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation?
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Shouldnt you be working instead of fraternizing with customers? I choked. He smiled. What are you doing sunday night? I snorted. By accident. Are you asking me out? Youre getting cocky. I like that, angel. I dont care what you like. Im not going out with you. Not on a date. Not alone.
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I personally believe patch scared the pants off normal, and it took off running for the far side of the world.
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Strangely 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.
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It was a smile that spelled trouble. With a promise.
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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.
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I undress to impress – patch
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Love the hair. Love when its out of control. Its like seeing a side of you that needs to come out more often.
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She already has a car. A ford. Thats like toyotas worst enemy.
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You find the wrong boy, you ask for trouble. You find the right boy, you find love.
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Stop crying. You’re giving archangels everywhere a bad name.” patch to pepper
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I felt his eyes devour me as i moved around the room. He assessed me head to toe without blinking, and a hot ache shivered through me. A kiss would’ve been less intimate.
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Its brown. So maybe i had the teeniest, tiniest, most infinitesimal amount of auburn in my hair. I was still a brunette. Its the lighting, i said. Yeah, maybe its the lightbulbs. His smile brought up both sides of his mouth, and a dimple surfaced.
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Rollover minutes dont work with curfews.
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