She cleans a toilet inside and out under a minute. More like terrifying
BECCA FITZPATRICKStay with me tonight. Let me hold you even if that’s all it is. Let me keep you safe.
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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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.
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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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Ready to wrestle with my gorgeous boyfriend? Oh, id say im ready for that.” nora :d (p.375)
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I got a new job. Patch locked eyes with me, and i warmed in a lot of places. In fact, i was dangerously close to feverish.
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I love you more than i think i should.
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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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If i’d wanted you dead five minutes ago, you’d have died five minutes ago.
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Being with you never felt wrong. It’s the one thing i did right. You’re the one thing i did right.
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Are you crazy?” i said. “crazy about you.” “patch!” “don’t worry, we’ve got time.” “how do you know?” he staggered back a step, with his hand over his heart. “your lack of faith hurts.
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The more time i spent with him, the more i knew the feelings weren’t going away.
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A feeling of violation swayed inside me, making me feel as if id been shoved off a high platform without warning. I was falling, and i feared the sensation far more than hitting bottom. There was no end; just a constantsense of gravity having its way with me.
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You’re going to have to drive off the road and park behind thoses bushes,” i instructed vee. Vee leaned forward, peering into the darkness. “is that a ditch between me and the bushes ?” “it’s not very deep. Trust me, we’ll clear it.” “looks deep to me. This is a neon we’re talking about, not a hummer.
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Well, well, he said. Five days a week isnt enough of me? Had to give me an evening, too?
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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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The sensible part of me wanted to dissect my emotions, overthinking and overcomplicating my reaction to jev.
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