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I had fun last night,” i told patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. “i’m officially on love with your sheets.” “that the only thing you’re in love with?” “nope. Your mattress, too.” some smile crept into patch’s eyes. “my bed’s an open invitation.

Becca Fitzpatrick

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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Enough Ghost Handle Haunt Real Think Through
If i were thinking straight, i’d take you home right now.
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Home Now Right Straight Think
Vee: and i’m not going to let you sit at home all afternoon with your sour face on. Nora: i don’t have a sour face. Vee: yes, you do. And you’re wearing it right now. Nora: this is my annoyed face. You woke me up at six in the morning!
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Afternoon Face Morning Right Sour Wear Woke
Humans are vulnerable, because theyre capable of being hurt.
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Being Capable Human Hurt Vulnerable
But if the choice i have to make comes down to you or me, i choose you. I always have. All my love, patch
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Always Choice Come Down Love Make Patch
I love you,nora. Whatever happens, promise me you’ll remember that. I don’t care why you came into my life,only that you did. I don’t remember all the things i did wrong. I remember what i did right, i remember you. You made my life meaningful. You made my life special.
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Came Did Happen Into Only People Promise Remember Thing Whatever
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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Amount Brown Hair Infinitesimal Light Maybe
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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Deeper Everywhere Graze Hand Himself Hold Over Rough Sensors Splay Suddenly Taste Trap Warm
Before i could stop myself, i punched his arm. Careful, he said in a low voice. They might think were flirting.
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Arm Careful Could Flirting Myself Punch Stop Voice
Call me patch. I mean it. Call me.
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Call Called Mean Patch
A feeling of violation swayed inside me, making me feel as if id been shoved off a high platform without warning. I was falling, and i feared the sensation far more than hitting bottom. There was no end; just a constantsense of gravity having its way with me.
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Been Fall Fear Feel Higher Inside Make More Platform Sensation Show Violation Warning
Nora: this is crazy. Patch: i’m crazy. About you.
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Country Patch People Crazy
We all know you’re beautiful, scott.
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Aware Beautiful Know Scott Still
I could get you to smile like that, and without sales tax.
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Could Get Like Sales Smile Tax Without
You didnt tell me she was so soft on the eyes, he said to patch, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He spoke with a heavy irish accent. I didnt tell her how hard you are on them either, patch returned, his mouth at the relaxed stage just before a grin.
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Accent Eyes Hand Mouth Patch Spoke Tell Wipe
The more time i spent with him, the more i knew the feelings weren’t going away.
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Feel Gom Way Him Knew More Spent Time

I had fun last night,” i told patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. “i’m officially on love with your sheets.” “that the only thing you’re in love with?” “nope. Your mattress, too.” some smile crept into patch’s eyes. “my bed’s an open invitation.

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I had fun last night,” i told patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. “i’m officially on love with your sheets.” “that the only thing you’re in love with?” “nope. Your mattress, too.” some smile crept into patch’s eyes. “my bed’s an open invitation.

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