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.
BECCA FITZPATRICKAnd 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.
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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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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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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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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Being nice? Hes being horny.
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I couldn’t look at you and breath at the same time.
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It will cost me a lot to send you with scott wearing that dress but, just so you know: if you come with that dress slightly wrinkled,i will trace scott, and when i find him, it’s not gonna be pretty
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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 looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night’s rain. Or angel magic
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Tell me what’s going on here. Why can i hear your voice inside my head and why did you say you came to school for me?” “i was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.
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I saw you, and i wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know you in a way no one else did. I wanted you, all of you.
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Don’t blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there’s this new club called civilization and you guys should join.
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Hang on, did you just call me angel? I asked. If i did? I dont like it. He grinned. It stays. Angel. He leaned across the table, raised his hand to my face, and brushed his thumb along one corner of my mouth. I pulled away, too late.
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You should go,” i breathed. “you should definitely go.” “go here?” his mouth was on my shoulder. “or here?” it moved up my neck.
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I would lay down everything i possess, even my soul, for you. If that isn’t love, it’s the best i have.
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As in, i wouldn’t know normal if it marched up and poked me in the eye.
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