..But maybe this was a defense mechanism. Maybe my mind was making me see things i refused to accept were gone forever. It was filling the void, because that was easier than letting go.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWe don’t have an address,” i said, “but we do know where he works.” “are you thinking what i’m thinking?” vee asked, eyes brightening briefly through the haze of chemical sedation. “based on past experience, i hope not.
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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Tell me what’s going on here. Why can i hear your voice inside my head and why did you say you came to school for me?” “i was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.
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I couldn’t stand here, hanging on, when the very thing i held disappeared more with each passing day.
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Vee scowled at him. She is famous for that scowl. It’s a look that does everything but audibly hiss.
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And just like that, i shut off the switch to my brain.
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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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You’re going to have to drive off the road and park behind thoses bushes,” i instructed vee. Vee leaned forward, peering into the darkness. “is that a ditch between me and the bushes ?” “it’s not very deep. Trust me, we’ll clear it.” “looks deep to me. This is a neon we’re talking about, not a hummer.
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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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Jev stroked his chin. “do i look like a summer fling?
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You’re mine, angel. And i’m yours. Nothing can change that.
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His smile was sexy and warned of trouble, but i’d made up my mind that not all trouble was bad.
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I want scott to look at me the way patch looks at you.
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It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i could handle the real thing.
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Stop crying. You’re giving archangels everywhere a bad name.” patch to pepper
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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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You’re mine, angel,” he murmured, brushing the words across my jawbone as i arched my neck higher, inviting him to kiss everywhere. “you have me forever.
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