Dont panic, i thought. But already my breathing was faster, shallower. You mean you can feel happy or sad or desire. A barely-there smile.
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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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Let me show you, he said in my ear. Like this. Feel that? Relax. Now pivot your hipsits all in the hips.
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You think the two of us and a slummy motel make for a dangerous combination?
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I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night’s rain. Or angel magic
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All this time i’ve hated myself for it. I thought i’d given it up for nothing. But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.
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How warm i feel. How icredibly alive and vibrant and heedless every last inch of me feels next to you.
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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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If i need romance, that’s what netflix is for.
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You’re going to have to drive off the road and park behind thoses bushes,” i instructed vee. Vee leaned forward, peering into the darkness. “is that a ditch between me and the bushes ?” “it’s not very deep. Trust me, we’ll clear it.” “looks deep to me. This is a neon we’re talking about, not a hummer.
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What little light was left inside me flickered out.
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I had to lull mom and hank into believing i was in the right frame of mind to be taken into public. If i exited my bedroom foaming at the mouth and dressed in black love sucks tee, my plan would never get off the ground.
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Being nice? Hes being horny.
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I learned that i was either crazy in love with you, or putting on the best performance of my life.’ -nora (pg 263)
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Youre not going to drive me home? I asked. A waste of breath, since i knew her answer. Theres fog. Patchy fog. Vee grinned. Oh, boy. He is so on your mind. Not that i blame you. Personally, im hoping i dream about him tonight.
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