“Nora: this is crazy. Patch: i’m crazy. About you.”

Your biggest dream? – nora grey kiss you. – patch cipriano

I nibbled my lower lip. “if you could see into my past just by touching my back, you’d have a hard time resisting the temptation too.” “i have a hard time keeping my hands off you without that added bonus.

Vee never needed a reason to do something stupid. Sad thing was, most of the time i didn’t either.

The trouble was, my feelings for patch weren’t harmless.

I forced a smile. It was the one i’d been practicing all morning. It felt tight at the edges and brittle everywhere in between.

Anything was better than nothing. Half-full was better than empty. Ignorance was the lowest form of humiliation and suffering.

I trailed off.Patch leaned lazily against the counter. Dark hair flipped out from under his ball cap. A smile tugged at his mouth. My thoughts dissolved and just like that, a new thought broke the surface of my mind. I wanted to kiss him. Right now.

Every time you strip my sword, i owe you a kiss. How’s that sound?” i bit my lip to keep from giggling. “that sounds really dirty.” patch waggled his brows. “look whose mind just rolled into the gutter.

It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i could handle the real thing.

Stop crying. You’re giving archangels everywhere a bad name.” patch to pepper

Kiss me in a way i’ll never forget. Kiss me in a way that will stay with me until see you again

I need to brush my teeth. And i need a shower.” he grinned, hopping off the bike. “now that is an invitation.

One more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone i didn’t know i was searching for.

You didnt tell me she was so soft on the eyes, he said to patch, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He spoke with a heavy irish accent. I didnt tell her how hard you are on them either, patch returned, his mouth at the relaxed stage just before a grin.

It was a smile that spelled trouble. With a promise.

Violence doesn’t equal strength.

Patch? Whatever happens, i love you.” i wanted to say more, those three words painfully inadequate for the way i felt about him. And at the same time, so simple and accurate, nothing else would do.

I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night’s rain. Or angel magic

Patch: lets get out of here. Nora: where are we going? Patch: youll see.

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.

Listen, patch, i dont want to be rude, but sure you do. Well, you started it! Lovely. Very mature.

Call me patch. I mean it. Call me.

Patch was in my life for a reason. I needed him. We were two halves of the same whole.

The guy i’ve got my eye on happens to be hot. Off-the-charts hot. Hotter-than-patch hot.’ she paused. ‘well maybe not that hot. Nobody’s that hot.