Something doesn’t look right,” vee said. “is the tire supposed to look like that?” i banged my head against the nearest tree trunk. “so we’ve got a flat,” vee said. “what now?
BECCA FITZPATRICKThe subjects pulse increased on contact, he said. Dont write that.
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We don’t have an address,” i said, “but we do know where he works.” “are you thinking what i’m thinking?” vee asked, eyes brightening briefly through the haze of chemical sedation. “based on past experience, i hope not.
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Tacos.” “tacos?” i echoed. This seemed to amuse him. “tomatoes, lettuce, cheese.” “i know what a taco is!
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What little light was left inside me flickered out.
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You should shower,” i said. “right now.” “i smell that bad?” (patch) actually, he smelled that good.
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I know you followed me. Don’t look so surprised. It’s called a rearview mirror.
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A girl could lather up in soap like that.
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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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I trailed off.Patch leaned lazily against the counter. Dark hair flipped out from under his ball cap. A smile tugged at his mouth. My thoughts dissolved and just like that, a new thought broke the surface of my mind. I wanted to kiss him. Right now.
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I need to brush my teeth. And i need a shower.” he grinned, hopping off the bike. “now that is an invitation.
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Hang on, did you just call me angel?” i asked. “if i did?” “i don’t like it.” he grinned. “it stays, angel.
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Whoa, who peed in your cheerios?
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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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She cleans a toilet inside and out under a minute. More like terrifying
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If i were thinking straight, i’d take you home right now.
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I couldn’t stand here, hanging on, when the very thing i held disappeared more with each passing day.
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