I got a new job. Patch locked eyes with me, and i warmed in a lot of places. In fact, i was dangerously close to feverish.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI got a new job. Patch locked eyes with me, and i warmed in a lot of places. In fact, i was dangerously close to feverish.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWhat do i have to do to convince you that i’m only using dabria for one reason, one only reason: destroy hank, bit by bit if is necessary,and make him pay for all the things he has done to harm the girl i love?
BECCA FITZPATRICKIm going to grab a cheeseburger, i told patch. Want anything? Nothing on the menu. I smiled. Why, patch, are you flirting with me?
BECCA FITZPATRICKI need to get back to work, patch said. He gave me a once-over that lingered a bit below the hips. Killer skirt. Deadly legs.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYou laugh, but you haven’t seen me in a tux. Or maybe you don’t like broad-shouldered guys with muscular chest and washboard abs?
BECCA FITZPATRICKHe 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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWhat little light was left inside me flickered out.
BECCA FITZPATRICKAre 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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHe grinned. Busted. Im a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless and shockingly handsome alter ego. And im on top of it, she announced with witty triumph. Is that a freudian slip? His bluntness caught her off guard. A self-conscious blush rose in her face.
BECCA FITZPATRICKIt was a smile that spelled trouble. With a promise.
BECCA FITZPATRICKSomething 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 FITZPATRICKMr. 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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKDon’t blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there’s this new club called civilization and you guys should join.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI’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
BECCA FITZPATRICKIf you can’t feel, why did you kiss me?” patch traced a finger along my collarbone, then headed south stopping at my heart. I felt it pounding through my skin. “because i feel it here, in my heart,” he said quietly.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYour biggest dream? – nora grey kiss you. – patch cipriano
BECCA FITZPATRICK