Well, well, he said. Five days a week isnt enough of me? Had to give me an evening, too?
BECCA FITZPATRICKChauncey seethed at the outrageous insult. “and your father?” he demanded, extending the sword. He didn’t yet know all his vassals, but he was learning. He would brand the family name of this boy to memory.
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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You think the two of us and a slummy motel make for a dangerous combination?
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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 undress to impress – patch
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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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If we hooked up, he could write me ballads and stuff. You gotta admit, nothing’s sexier than a guy who writes music.
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My most noticeable physical trait is, hands down, my hair. It’s big, unruly and curly, and you can spot it from a mile away… Literally.
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Are we going to have to teach you to fight, angel?
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His smile was sexy and warned of trouble, but i’d made up my mind that not all trouble was bad.
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You picked the seats you did for a reason, right? Familiarity. Too bad the best sleuths avoid familiarity. It dulls the investigative instinct.
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Im not stealing it. Were stranded. This is called borrowing. This is called youre crazy.
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When it comes to reflexes, i’m like a cat. I’m catwoman. I’m invulnerable. The only reason he got a piece of me is because of the rain. Cats don’t like water. It impairs us. It’s our kryptonite.
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Let me show you, he said in my ear. Like this. Feel that? Relax. Now pivot your hipsits all in the hips.
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I’m not good,” he said, piercing me with eyes that absorbed all light but reflected none, “but i was worse.
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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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Stop crying. You’re giving archangels everywhere a bad name.” patch to pepper
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