Kiss me in a way i’ll never forget. Kiss me in a way that will stay with me until see you again
BECCA FITZPATRICKI learned that i was either crazy in love with you, or putting on the best performance of my life.’ -nora (pg 263)
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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Listen, patch, i dont want to be rude, but sure you do. Well, you started it! Lovely. Very mature.
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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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That was a good fight back in the gym, he said. But i think you could benefit from a few more boxing lessons.
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Why is anthony amowitz using his pimp smile on you? Youre only calling him a pimp because hes here. At marcies. Yeah, so? Hes being nice. I elbowed her. Smile back. Being nice? Hes being horny.
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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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Hey now, none of that. You know i don’t have one evil bone in my body. Only two hundred and six of them?
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Why 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.
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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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Don’t blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there’s this new club called civilization and you guys should join.
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His words filled my heart to the brim. I loved him in a way id never be able to express in words. He was part of me. And i was part of him. Tethered together for the rest of eternity.
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He 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.
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Or, if you decide you want to sleep at my place, on opposite sides of my bedroom with a do not cross line drawn down the middle, i’ll do it. I won’t like it, but i’ll do it.
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I know you followed me. Don’t look so surprised. It’s called a rearview mirror.
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You think the two of us and a slummy motel make for a dangerous combination?
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If i were thinking straight, i’d take you home right now.
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