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You think the two of us and a slummy motel make for a dangerous combination?

Becca Fitzpatrick

If you can’t feel, why did you kiss me?” patch traced a finger along my collarbone, then headed south stopping at my heart. I felt it pounding through my skin. “because i feel it here, in my heart,” he said quietly.
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Sure thing, gumdrop. -scott
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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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You’re mine, angel. And i’m yours. Nothing can change that.
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Busted. I’m a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless-and shockingly handsome-alter ego.
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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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Kiss me in a way i’ll never forget. Kiss me in a way that will stay with me until see you again
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Tacos.” “tacos?” i echoed. This seemed to amuse him. “tomatoes, lettuce, cheese.” “i know what a taco is!
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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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I’m not leaving until you tell me why you followed me. I know i’m a fascinating guy, but this is starting to feel like an unhealthy obsession.
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Hang on, did you just call me angel?” “if i did?
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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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I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler. Cigars.
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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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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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I know you followed me. Don’t look so surprised. It’s called a rearview mirror.
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