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He tasted deeper, holding himself over me, and suddenly he was everywhere; his knee trapping my leg, his lips grazing warm, rough, sensuous. He splayed his hand at the small of my back, holding me tightly, driving me to sink my fingers deeper into him, clinging to him as if letting go would mean losing part of myself.

Becca Fitzpatrick

You never know what you’re going to have to face, so you’d better be prepared.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Better Face Going Know never Prepare
I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler. Cigars.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Cigarette Figure Nose Richer Smell Something Try Wrinkle
You should shower,” i said. “right now.” “i smell that bad?” (patch) actually, he smelled that good.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Actually Bad Good Now Right Should Shower Smell
Humans are vulnerable, because theyre capable of being hurt.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Being Capable Human Hurt Vulnerable
I don’t go out with strangers,” i said. “good thing i do. I’ll pick you up at five.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Good Live Out Pick Stranger Thing
…”good, because i need your help.” “help is my middle name.” i was pretty sure she’d already told me bad was her middle name, but i kept my opinion to myself.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Bad Good Help Middle Myself Name Need Opinion Pretty Sure
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.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Adopt Back Down Expression Firm Grinning Kiss Mouth Nonsense Patch Promise
Im really starting to like all this spy work, vee said. When my normal life gets boring, all i have to do is sidle up next to you.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

All Bore Life Next Nirmal Really Sidle Spy Start Work
He tasted deeper, holding himself over me, and suddenly he was everywhere; his knee trapping my leg, his lips grazing warm, rough, sensuous. He splayed his hand at the small of my back, holding me tightly, driving me to sink my fingers deeper into him, clinging to him as if letting go would mean losing part of myself.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Deeper Everywhere Graze Hand Himself Hold Over Rough Sensors Splay Suddenly Taste Trap Warm
Your name? I repeated, hoping it was my imagination that my voice faltered. Call me patch. I mean it. Call me
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Call Faltered Hope Imagination Name Patch Repeat Voice
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 FITZPATRICK

Against Bite Pull Tongue Try
Hang on, did you just call me angel? I asked. If i did? I dont like it. He grinned. It stays. Angel. He leaned across the table, raised his hand to my face, and brushed his thumb along one corner of my mouth. I pulled away, too late.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Across Ask Brush Call Hand Hang Raise Stay Table
You’re mine, angel,” he murmured, brushing the words across my jawbone as i arched my neck higher, inviting him to kiss everywhere. “you have me forever.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Across Angel Arch Brush Everywhere Forever Higher Mine Word
In the end, the only thing between us was silence.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Between End Only Silence Thing
Maybe scotty the potty turned into scotty the hottie. Have you thought about that?
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Hottle Maybe Potty Scotty Through Turn
Well, well, he said. Five days a week isnt enough of me? Had to give me an evening, too?
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Days Enough Evening Five Give Said Well

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