Is everything a joke to you? I asked. He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. Not everything. Like what? You.
BECCA FITZPATRICKThat woman.” vee hissed, “i’m making the sign of the cross right now.
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I shook my head. I dont think so. This isnt a good idea. This isnt right. Theres all kinds of right, he murmured. On the spectrum, were still in the safe zone. … Definitely right. Usually right, patch continued. Mostly right. Maybe right.
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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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Id like to. Problem is, im not stupid. You act stupid. Right. Thanks for that. For your information, theres a difference between acting stupid and being stupid. Its a fine line, but someone has to draw it.
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You think the two of us and a slummy motel make for a dangerous combination?
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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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Patch backed me into a tree and kissed me, hard. I regained my breath. “boys take not everywhere: that was a kiss.
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Vee said,” i’m trying to read the title he’s holdinghang onhow to be a stalker.” “he is not checking out a book with that title.” but i wasn’t so sure. “it’s either that of how to radiate sexy without trying.
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Sure thing, gumdrop. -scott
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Stop crying. You’re giving archangels everywhere a bad name.” patch to pepper
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You possess other people’s…Bodies.”he accepted that statement with a nod.”do you want to possess my body?i want to do a lot of things to your body, but that’s not one of them.
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I couldn’t escape him, now or ever. He’d always be there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands. I was drawn to him by forces i couldn’t control, let alone escape.
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Your name? I repeated, hoping it was my imagination that my voice faltered. Call me patch. I mean it. Call me
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Patch: lets get out of here. Nora: where are we going? Patch: youll see.
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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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I was just about to ask you the same thing. I know you followed me. Don’t look so suprised. It’s called a rearview mirror. Are you stalking me for a specific reason?
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