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.
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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You smell good, too, said patchit’s called a shower. I was staring straight ahead. When he didn’t answer, i turned sideways. Soap. Shampoo. Hot water.Naked. I know the drill.
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Wow. Nice bike, i said. Which was a lie. It looked like a glossy black death trap.
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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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Nope. Thats my line. This is my boyfriends house, which makes that my line,exclusively.Where is he?” nora (p. 287)
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He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go.
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Are you gloating inside? That’s what this is about, isn’t it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!” […] “i get that you’re angry,” said patch. “i am ripped apart!” i shouted.
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There was no sign of jules. Bad news, said elliot. The man is sick. Youre going to have to settle for me. Sick? Vee demanded. How sick? What kind of excuse is sick? Sick as in its coming out both ends. Vee scrunched her nose. Too much information.
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You should shower,” i said. “right now.” “i smell that bad?” (patch) actually, he smelled that good.
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Right now, vee was the only person i could count on. She could be obnoxious,annoying, and lazy, but she never lied to me.
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Did i really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation?
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Inwardly, i gouged my eyes out.
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He grinned when i didn’t protest, and lowered his mouth toward mine. The first touch was just that – a touch. A teasing, tempting softness. I licked my lips and patch’s grin deepened. “more?” he asked. I curled my hands into his hair, pulling him closer. “more.
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Is everything a joke to you? I asked. He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. Not everything. Like what? You.
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I have a free couple of hours,” i told him, walking toward my car, which was parked on the next block. “there’s a very private, very secluded barn in lookout hill park behind the carousel. I could be there in fifteen minutes.” i heard the smile in his voice. “you want me bad.
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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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