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What little light was left inside me flickered out.

Becca Fitzpatrick

I called vee. “how are you doing?” i asked. “good. How are you?” “good.” silence. “okay,” vee said in a rush, “i am still totally freaked out. You?” “totally.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Ask Call Do Freak Good Rush Silence Totally
Hang on, did you just call me angel?” i asked.”if i did?i don’t like it.”he grinned. “it stays, angel.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Angel Call Grin Hang Just Stay
Hang on, did you just call me angel?” i asked. “if i did?” “i don’t like it.” he grinned. “it stays, angel.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Angel Ask Call Grinned Hang Like Stay
I trailed off.Patch leaned lazily against the counter. Dark hair flipped out from under his ball cap. A smile tugged at his mouth. My thoughts dissolved and just like that, a new thought broke the surface of my mind. I wanted to kiss him. Right now.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Against Bath Cap Counter Dark Dissolve Fair Flip Laxily Learn Like Mouth Patch Smile Tugged Thought Trailed Under
You’re mine, angel. And i’m yours. Nothing can change that.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Angel Change Mine Nothing True You
You picked the seats you did for a reason, right? Familiarity. Too bad the best sleuths avoid familiarity. It dulls the investigative instinct.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Bad Familaritty Instinct Investigate Pick Reason Seat Sleuth
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?
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Against Bite Pull Tongue Try
Chauncey seethed at the outrageous insult. “and your father?” he demanded, extending the sword. He didn’t yet know all his vassals, but he was learning. He would brand the family name of this boy to memory.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Chauncey Farther Insult Learning Outreachous Seethed Sword Vasal
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
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Black Feather Held Look Magic Patch Press Single Window
You should go,” i breathed. “you should definitely go.” “go here?” his mouth was on my shoulder. “or here?” it moved up my neck.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Breathe Definitely Go Heck Mouth Move Shoulder
It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i could handle the real thing.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Enough Ghost Handle Haunt Real Think Through
If i were thinking straight, i’d take you home right now.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Home Now Right Straight Think
Love the hair. Love when its out of control. Its like seeing a side of you that needs to come out more often.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Come Control Hair Love Need Often Out Side
She cleans a toilet inside and out under a minute. More like terrifying
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Clean Inside Minute Out Terrifying Toilet Under
Light had a way of keeping the monsters of my imagination at bay.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Bay Imagination Keep Light Monster Way
The sensible part of me wanted to dissect my emotions, overthinking and overcomplicating my reaction to jev.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Emotion Jew Overcomplicating Overthinking Part Reaction Sensible Wnt

What little light was left inside me flickered out.

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