Hey now, none of that. You know i don’t have one evil bone in my body. Only two hundred and six of them?
BECCA FITZPATRICKNora: this is crazy. Patch: i’m crazy. About you.
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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I cared about us. But the cold hard truth was, nothing i said or did could realign the stars.
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Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing i could never have him.
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Your past wouldnt frighten me, i said, buckling my seat belt across my lap. Im guessing id be more appalled than anything.
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Are you defending marcie? He shook his head. I dont need to. She handled herself. You, on the other hand i pointed at the door. Out.
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The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart.
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That’s really eco-friendly of you,” vee told marcie. “recycling nora’s old trash.
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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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I learned that i was either crazy in love with you, or putting on the best performance of my life.’ -nora (pg 263)
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I don’t have the body for this,” i quipped, lifting my chin to a voluptous woman nearby who shook her hips zealously to the beat. “no curves.” jev’s eyes held mine. “are you asking my opinion?
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If you can’t feel then why did you kiss me? Because i can feel it here, in my heart.
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We 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.
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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.
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I want scott to look at me the way patch looks at you.
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You’re a liar!” he turned around, his black eyes snapping. “i’m also a thief, a gambler, a cheat, and a murdered. But this happens to be one of the rare times when i’m telling the truth. Go home. Consider yourself lucky. You’ve got a chance to start fresh. Not everyone can say the same.
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How warm i feel. How icredibly alive and vibrant and heedless every last inch of me feels next to you.
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