I couldn’t stand here, hanging on, when the very thing i held disappeared more with each passing day.
BECCA FITZPATRICKVee scowled at him. She is famous for that scowl. It’s a look that does everything but audibly hiss.
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You should shower,” i said. “right now.” “i smell that bad?” (patch) actually, he smelled that good.
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I got a new job. Patch locked eyes with me, and i warmed in a lot of places. In fact, i was dangerously close to feverish.
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My most noticeable physical trait is, hands down, my hair. It’s big, unruly and curly, and you can spot it from a mile away… Literally.
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Touch her, he said in scotts ear, his voice low and threatening, and itll be the biggest regret of your life.
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There was no sign of jules. Bad news, said elliot. The man is sick. Youre going to have to settle for me. Sick? Vee demanded. How sick? What kind of excuse is sick? Sick as in its coming out both ends. Vee scrunched her nose. Too much information.
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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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That’s really eco-friendly of you,” vee told marcie. “recycling nora’s old trash.
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Are we going to have to teach you to fight, angel?
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Whoa, who peed in your cheerios?
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Don’t make me regret this”, i said breathless. “you haven’t regretted me once.
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Patch: lets get out of here. Nora: where are we going? Patch: youll see.
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You possess other people’s…Bodies.” he accepted that statement with a nod. “do you want to possess my body?” “i want to do a lot of things to your body, but that’s not one of them.
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Humans are vulnerable, because theyre capable of being hurt.
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You’re mine, angel, and don’t you forget it. Your fights are my fights. What if something bad had happened today? It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i can handle the real thing.
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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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You don’t happen to have a thousand dollars i can borrow?” “i don’t have five you can borrow. My piggy bank is officialy anorexic.
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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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Its brown. So maybe i had the teeniest, tiniest, most infinitesimal amount of auburn in my hair. I was still a brunette. Its the lighting, i said. Yeah, maybe its the lightbulbs. His smile brought up both sides of his mouth, and a dimple surfaced.
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Is everything a joke to you? I asked. He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. Not everything. Like what? You.
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He 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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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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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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…”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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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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Stay with me tonight. Let me hold you even if that’s all it is. Let me keep you safe.
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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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