Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing i could never have him.
BECCA FITZPATRICKReady to wrestle with my gorgeous boyfriend? Oh, id say im ready for that.” nora :d (p.375)
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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Don’t make me regret this” i said, breathless. ” you haven’t regretted me once”. He kissed me, and i answered so hungrily i thought my lips would bruise. Patch&nora ( p. 180)
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I have a free couple of hours,” i told him, walking toward my car, which was parked on the next block. “there’s a very private, very secluded barn in lookout hill park behind the carousel. I could be there in fifteen minutes.” i heard the smile in his voice. “you want me bad.
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All i can think about is bed. Were sharing the same thought. Youre thinking about bed too? Im thinking about you in my bed.
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I’m not good,” he said, piercing me with eyes that absorbed all light but reflected none, “but i was worse.
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Theres my date, i said. “fashionably late.” nora (p. 232)
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He gave marcie a spare to the jeepi should park this thing in the ocean, twenty feet under.
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I 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.
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Men are attracted to beauty because it indicates health and youthno point mating with a sickly woman who wont be around to raise the children.
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…I need a boyfriend. And to get a boyfriend, you have to look good. Doesnt hurt to smell good too.
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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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Every time you strip my sword, i owe you a kiss. How’s that sound?” i bit my lip to keep from giggling. “that sounds really dirty.” patch waggled his brows. “look whose mind just rolled into the gutter.
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Lets be honest, nora. Youve got it bad for me.” his eyes held a lot of depth. “and ive got it bad for you.
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Don’t make me regret this”, i said breathless. “you haven’t regretted me once.
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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.
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Im not stealing it. Were stranded. This is called borrowing. This is called youre crazy.
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