He tried to pull me against him, and i bit him on the lip. He licked his lip with the tip of his tongue. ‘did you just bite me?
BECCA FITZPATRICKWouldn’t have pegged you for a dancer,” he spoke to my mind “funny, i would have pegged you for a stalker,” i shot back.
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Chase him down and stall for time. I need two more minutes. Chase him down? How? The neon has a flat. With your own two feet! You mean exercise?
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I had to lull mom and hank into believing i was in the right frame of mind to be taken into public. If i exited my bedroom foaming at the mouth and dressed in black love sucks tee, my plan would never get off the ground.
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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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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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Jev stroked his chin. “do i look like a summer fling?
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His muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.
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Nora: what are you planning? Patch: i wouldn’t call this planning. I’d call this throwing a hail mary with seconds left on the clock.
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Violence doesn’t equal strength.
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Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing i could never have him.
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Maybe scotty the potty turned into scotty the hottie. Have you thought about that?
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I’ll be firm,” i promised patch, adopting a no-nonsense expression. “no backing down.” by now patch was full-on grinning. He kissed me again, and i felt my mouth soften its resolve. “you look cute when you’re trying to be tough,” he said.
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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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Mr. Green sweater looks normal, but his wingman looks hard-core bad boy, said vee. Emits a certain dont-mess-with-me signal. Tell me he doesnt look like draculas spawn. Tell me im imagining things.
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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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Inwardly, i gouged my eyes out.
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