I was just about to ask you the same thing. I know you followed me. Don’t look so suprised. It’s called a rearview mirror. Are you stalking me for a specific reason?
BECCA FITZPATRICKHe 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?
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She already has a car. A ford. Thats like toyotas worst enemy.
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The higher up, the harder the fall.
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You picked the seats you did for a reason, right? Familiarity. Too bad the best sleuths avoid familiarity. It dulls the investigative instinct.
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If i were thinking straight, i’d take you home right now.
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You smell good.” “it’s called a shower. Soap, shampoo, water-” “naked. I know the drill.
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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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It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i could handle the real thing.
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Patch’s eyes were slate black, darker than a million secrets stacked on top of each other. He dropped his gaze to the ring in his hand, turning it over slowly. “swear you’ll never stop loving me,” i whispered. Ever so slightly, he nodded.
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Who wants to kill you? The guy asked. He was still looking over his shoulder, but his expression was puzzled. Theres nobody there, the girlfriend told me. Youre making them think they cant see you, arent you? I said to patch, awed by his power even as i despised his use of it.
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I called vee. “how are you doing?” i asked. “good. How are you?” “good.” silence. “okay,” vee said in a rush, “i am still totally freaked out. You?” “totally.
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I love you more than i think i should.
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I couldn’t look at you and breath at the same time.
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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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Theres my date, i said. “fashionably late.” nora (p. 232)
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Well, well, he said. Five days a week isnt enough of me? Had to give me an evening, too?
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