My first job entailed spending a summer working in a cornfield in nebraska.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYoure not going to drive me home? I asked. A waste of breath, since i knew her answer. Theres fog. Patchy fog. Vee grinned. Oh, boy. He is so on your mind. Not that i blame you. Personally, im hoping i dream about him tonight.
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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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You never know what you’re going to have to face, so you’d better be prepared.
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Youre not going to drive me home? I asked. A waste of breath, since i knew her answer. Theres fog. Patchy fog. Vee grinned. Oh, boy. He is so on your mind. Not that i blame you. Personally, im hoping i dream about him tonight.
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The guy i’ve got my eye on happens to be hot. Off-the-charts hot. Hotter-than-patch hot.’ she paused. ‘well maybe not that hot. Nobody’s that hot.
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You should shower,” i said. “right now.” “i smell that bad?” (patch) actually, he smelled that good.
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I needed him like i’d never needed anyone.
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You’re a psychopath.” “i prefer creative.
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The archangel.” i murmured. Looking back over my shoulder at the ride, which had started its next ascent. “it means high-ranking angel.” there was a definite smugness to his voice. “the higher up, the harder the fall.
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Im not going anywhere near a motel with you.
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I love you more than i think i should.
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I nibbled my lower lip. “if you could see into my past just by touching my back, you’d have a hard time resisting the temptation too.” “i have a hard time keeping my hands off you without that added bonus.
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Theres my date, i said. “fashionably late.” nora (p. 232)
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Patch smiled. You come by your red hair naturally? I stared at him. I dont have red hair. I hate to break it to you, but its red. I could light it on fire and it wouldnt turn any redder.
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I couldn’t stand here, hanging on, when the very thing i held disappeared more with each passing day.
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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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