Citizen’s arrest,” he said. “well, that, and patch told me to.
BECCA FITZPATRICKListen, patch, i dont want to be rude, but sure you do. Well, you started it! Lovely. Very mature.
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Before i could stop myself, i punched his arm. Careful, he said in a low voice. They might think were flirting.
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You smell good.” “it’s called a shower. Soap, shampoo, water-” “naked. I know the drill.
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Your mom isnt going to let me step foot inside this place. Ive seen the gun she keeps on the top shelf of the pantry.
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I love you more than i think i should.
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You’re a psychopath.” “i prefer creative.
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The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart.
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Strangely enough, it wasnt gabe who was haunting my thoughts, though. That job belonged to a pair of sinfully black eyes that had lost their edge when they studied me, turning as soft and sultry as silk.
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That was a good fight back in the gym, he said. But i think you could benefit from a few more boxing lessons.
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Dont start. I saw marcie climb inside your jeep. She needed a ride. I adopted a hands-on-hips pose. What kind of ride? Not that kind of ride, he said slowly.
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What was up with class today? It was watered-down porn. He practically had you and patch on top of your lab table, horizontal, minus your clothes, doing the big deed.
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Your enemy’s enemy is your friend
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I’m not leaving until you tell me why you followed me. I know i’m a fascinating guy, but this is starting to feel like an unhealthy obsession.
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Vee lowered her lashes and smiled wickedly. “this class isn’t going to teach me anything i don’t already know.” “vee? As in virgin?” “not so loud.” she winked just as the bell rang, sending us both to our seats, which were side by side at our shared table.
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Are you gloating inside? That’s what this is about, isn’t it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!” […] “i get that you’re angry,” said patch. “i am ripped apart!” i shouted.
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I forced a smile. It was the one i’d been practicing all morning. It felt tight at the edges and brittle everywhere in between.
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