I loved you long before you loved me. It’s the only thing i have you beat at, and i’ll bring it up every chance i get.
BECCA FITZPATRICKDont 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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If you can’t feel then why did you kiss me? Because i can feel it here, in my heart.
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Are we going to have to teach you to fight, angel?
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I want scott to look at me the way patch looks at you.
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Chase him down and stall for time. I need two more minutes. Chase him down? How? The neon has a flat. With your own two feet! You mean exercise?
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Because i thought i was in love. And when you think you’re in love, you are willing to stick it out and make it work until it is love.
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You 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?
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Vee never needed a reason to do something stupid. Sad thing was, most of the time i didn’t either.
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You’re a liar!” he turned around, his black eyes snapping. “i’m also a thief, a gambler, a cheat, and a murdered. But this happens to be one of the rare times when i’m telling the truth. Go home. Consider yourself lucky. You’ve got a chance to start fresh. Not everyone can say the same.
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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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…”good, because i need your help.” “help is my middle name.” i was pretty sure she’d already told me bad was her middle name, but i kept my opinion to myself.
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And you would have lost. We were surrounded. He threatened your life, and he would have made good on that threat. He had you, and that meant he had me, too.
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He 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.
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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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Right now, holding you, i feel like we have a shot at beating all odds and making it together.
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Angel… I don’t think you understand the lengths i would go to if it means keeping you here with me.’ -patch (pg 262)
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