Maybe scotty the potty turned into scotty the hottie. Have you thought about that?
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Youve never been to school, ever? If thats true and youre right, i dont think it iswhat made you decide to come this year? You….Your eyes, nora. Those cold, pale gray eyes are surprisingly irresistible. He tipped his head sideways, as if to study me from a new angle. And that killer curvy mouth
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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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You never know what you’re going to have to face, so you’d better be prepared.
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I believe in destiny angel. I believe every choice i’ve made has brought me closer to you. I looked for you for a very long time. I may have fallen from heaven, but i fell for you.
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Nice costume,” he said. “ditto. I can tell you put alot of though into yours.” amusement curled his mouth. “if you don’t like it, i can take it off.” i tapped my chin thoughtfully. “that just might be the best proposal i’ve had all night.” “my offers are always the best, angel.
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I had fun last night,” i told patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. “i’m officially on love with your sheets.” “that the only thing you’re in love with?” “nope. Your mattress, too.” some smile crept into patch’s eyes. “my bed’s an open invitation.
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You didnt tell me she was so soft on the eyes, he said to patch, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He spoke with a heavy irish accent. I didnt tell her how hard you are on them either, patch returned, his mouth at the relaxed stage just before a grin.
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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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I couldn’t look at you and breath at the same time.
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You smell good.” “it’s called a shower. Soap, shampoo, water-” “naked. I know the drill.
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Citizen’s arrest,” he said. “well, that, and patch told me to.
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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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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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They say that when you’re about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. They never tell you that when you watch someone you once loved dying, hovering between this life and the next, it’s twice as painful, because you’re reliving two lives that traveled one road together.
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A girl could lather up in soap like that.
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