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I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler. Cigars.

Becca Fitzpatrick

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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First Grin Lick Lip Lowe Moth Patch Protest Softness Tease Tempting Touch Toward
Are you keeping anything else from me? Im keeping a lot of things from you. Like? Like the way i feel about being locked up in here with you. You have no idea what you do to me.
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Anything Help Idea Keep Like Lock Lot
This is crazy,” i told patch in an undertone. “i’m crazy.” he was on the brink of smiling again. “about you.
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Again Brink Crazy Patch Smile Told Undertomne
..But maybe this was a defense mechanism. Maybe my mind was making me see things i refused to accept were gone forever. It was filling the void, because that was easier than letting go.
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Defense Forever Gone Maybe Mechanism Mind Refuse See Thing Void
Your biggest dream? – nora grey kiss you. – patch cipriano
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Biggest Cipriano Country Dream Grey Kiss Patch People Person
I’m touched, rixon. A bomb. How elaborate. Why didn’t you keep things simple and just march inside my bedroom one night and put a bullet between my eyes?” nora, crescendo
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Bedroom Bomb Bullet Elaborate Eyes Inside Just March Night One People Person Simple Thing Touch
Reading a good book in silence is like eating chocolate for the rest of your life and never getting fat.
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Chocolate Eat Ebook Fat Get Good Life Like never Raed Reset
Did you hear something, nora? Vee asked. I thought i heard something. You definitely heard something, i agreed. Could that be a dog fart i heard? Vee asked me.
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Agree Ask Definitely Dog Fart Heard Something Thought
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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Between Die Eye Flash Hover Life Loved Saw Someone Sying Tell Watch
I want scott to look at me the way patch looks at you.
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Look Patch People Scott Want Way
I take my job seriously, which means i’m going to need to get acquainted with the subject matter on a personal level.
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Acquires Going Level Matter Need Personal Seriously Mean Subject Take
Patch: lets get out of here. Nora: where are we going? Patch: youll see.
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Country Go Let Patch People Youll
He nuzzles my neck affectionately. “i love you. I’m happier right now than i ever remember being.
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Affectionately Being Happier Love Muzzle Neck Remember
The sensible part of me wanted to dissect my emotions, overthinking and overcomplicating my reaction to jev.
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Emotion Jew Overcomplicating Overthinking Part Reaction Sensible Wnt
The subjects pulse increased on contact, he said. Dont write that.
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Contact Increase Subject Write
I saw you, and i wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know you in a way no one else did. I wanted you, all of you.
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Close Else One Saw Want

I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler. Cigars.

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