If we hooked up, he could write me ballads and stuff. You gotta admit, nothing’s sexier than a guy who writes music.
BECCA FITZPATRICKSure thing, gumdrop. -scott
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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I can’t imagine why you’re so interested.” he shook his head. “interested? We’re talking about you. I’m fascinated.
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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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Listen, patch, i dont want to be rude, but sure you do. Well, you started it! Lovely. Very mature.
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She already has a car. A ford. Thats like toyotas worst enemy.
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What i really wanted was the impossible.
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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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I’m not the distraction in the room.’ ‘oh? And what might be?’ -nora & patch (pg 242)
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Pac-man? Or is it donkey kong? In truth, it looked a little more violent and military. A slow grin spread over his face. Baseball. Think maybe you could stand behind me and give me a few pointers?
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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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Patch smiled. You come by your red hair naturally? I stared at him. I dont have red hair. I hate to break it to you, but its red. I could light it on fire and it wouldnt turn any redder.
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Your name? I repeated, hoping it was my imagination that my voice faltered. Call me patch. I mean it. Call me
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All this time i’ve hated myself for it. I thought i’d given it up for nothing. But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.
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And just like that, i shut off the switch to my brain.
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You’re mine, angel. And i’m yours. Nothing can change that.
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How did you get in?” “i move in mysterious ways.” “god moves in mysterious ways. You move like lightening-here one moment, gone the next.
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