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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHave you finished your column for tomorrow’s headline?” it was vee. She came up beside me, jotting notes on the notepad she carried everywhere. “i’m thinking of writing mine on the injustice of seating charts. I got paired with a girl who said she just finished lice treatment this morning.
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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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You’re mine, angel, and don’t you forget it. Your fights are my fights. What if something bad had happened today? It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i can handle the real thing.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYou’re mine, angel, and don’t you forget it. Your fights are my fights. What if something bad had happened today? It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i can handle the real thing.
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If i need romance, that’s what netflix is for.
BECCA FITZPATRICKIf i need romance, that’s what netflix is for.
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Something doesn’t look right,” vee said. “is the tire supposed to look like that?” i banged my head against the nearest tree trunk. “so we’ve got a flat,” vee said. “what now?
BECCA FITZPATRICKSomething doesn’t look right,” vee said. “is the tire supposed to look like that?” i banged my head against the nearest tree trunk. “so we’ve got a flat,” vee said. “what now?
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Call me patch. I mean it. Call me.
BECCA FITZPATRICKCall me patch. I mean it. Call me.
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You never know what you’re going to have to face, so you’d better be prepared.
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I was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.
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The higher up, the harder the fall.
BECCA FITZPATRICKThe higher up, the harder the fall.
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Right now, holding you, i feel like we have a shot at beating all odds and making it together.
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If i were thinking straight, i’d take you home right now.
BECCA FITZPATRICKIf i were thinking straight, i’d take you home right now.
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I’ll be firm,” i promised patch, adopting a no-nonsense expression. “no backing down.” by now patch was full-on grinning. He kissed me again, and i felt my mouth soften its resolve. “you look cute when you’re trying to be tough,” he said.
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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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKThat 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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His muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.
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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.
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I had fun last night,” i told patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. “i’m officially on love with your sheets.” “that the only thing you’re in love with?” “nope. Your mattress, too.” some smile crept into patch’s eyes. “my bed’s an open invitation.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI had fun last night,” i told patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. “i’m officially on love with your sheets.” “that the only thing you’re in love with?” “nope. Your mattress, too.” some smile crept into patch’s eyes. “my bed’s an open invitation.
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