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You’re mine, angel. And i’m yours. Nothing can change that.

Becca Fitzpatrick

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Don’t make me regret this”, i said breathless. “you haven’t regretted me once.
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Breathless Make Once Regret Regretted
You picked the seats you did for a reason, right? Familiarity. Too bad the best sleuths avoid familiarity. It dulls the investigative instinct.
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Bad Familaritty Instinct Investigate Pick Reason Seat Sleuth
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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Sure thing, gumdrop. -scott
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Being with you never felt wrong. It’s the one thing i did right. You’re the one thing i did right.
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Being Felt never One Right Thing Wrong You
Did i really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation?
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Devastation Go Know Longer Only Really Stay Want
Being nice? Hes being horny.
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Being Emotion Happy Nice
I don’t have the body for this,” i quipped, lifting my chin to a voluptous woman nearby who shook her hips zealously to the beat. “no curves.” jev’s eyes held mine. “are you asking my opinion?
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Beat Body Curve Eye Held Lift Mine Quipped Shook Zealous
If we hooked up, he could write me ballads and stuff. You gotta admit, nothing’s sexier than a guy who writes music.
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Foot Hooked Keep Pantry Place Shelf Step Top Write
Hank had left me his doomed army, and hed left marcie his inheritance. Unfair didnt begin to cover it.
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Army Begin Cover Doomed Hank Inheritance Left Marcle Unfair
You find the wrong boy, you ask for trouble. You find the right boy, you find love.
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Ask Boy Love Right Trouble Wrong
Nora: this is crazy. Patch: i’m crazy. About you.
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Country Patch People Crazy
..But maybe this was a defense mechanism. Maybe my mind was making me see things i refused to accept were gone forever. It was filling the void, because that was easier than letting go.
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Defense Forever Gone Maybe Mechanism Mind Refuse See Thing Void
The trouble was, my feelings for patch weren’t harmless.
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Feeling Harmless Trouble
That woman.” vee hissed, “i’m making the sign of the cross right now.
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Cross Kiss Make Now Right Sign Woman
I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler. Cigars.
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