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Is everything a joke to you? I asked. He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. Not everything. Like what? You.

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One more thing. I sold the mustang. Too conspicuous. Don’t get too excited, but i bought you a little something with the extra cash. I heard you’ve had your eye on a volkswagen. The owner is dropping it by tomorrow. I paid for a full tank of gas, so make sure she delivers.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Cash Extra Eye Heard Little More Mustang One Sold Something Thing
This was it. Together. Forever. As we left it all behind, the sun warmed my back, lighting the way before us. I knew of no better omen.
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Before Behind Better Forever Knew Left Lighting Sun Together Warm
All this time i’ve hated myself for it. I thought i’d given it up for nothing. But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Fallen Give Hate Met Myself Nothing
Science is an investigation,” coach said, sanding his hands together. “science requires us to transform into spies.” put that way, science almost sounded fun. But i’d been in coach’s class long enough not to get my hopes up.
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Coach Fun Hand Investigation Require Science Send Sound Spice Together Transform
Shouldnt you be working instead of fraternizing with customers? I choked. He smiled. What are you doing sunday night? I snorted. By accident. Are you asking me out? Youre getting cocky. I like that, angel. I dont care what you like. Im not going out with you. Not on a date. Not alone.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Accident Ask Chock Customer Do Frastenizing Instead Night Smile Snorted Sunday Work
She shrieked. “nora! What happened to the banister!” good thing she hadn’t seen her bedroom yet.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Banister Bedroom Good Happened Seen Shrek Thing
Chase him down and stall for time. I need two more minutes. Chase him down? How? The neon has a flat. With your own two feet! You mean exercise?
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Chase Down Excercise Featrt Flat Minute More Ned Neon Stall
Did you hear something, nora? Vee asked. I thought i heard something. You definitely heard something, i agreed. Could that be a dog fart i heard? Vee asked me.
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Agree Ask Definitely Dog Fart Heard Something Thought
I couldn’t escape him, now or ever. He’d always be there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands. I was drawn to him by forces i couldn’t control, let alone escape.
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Always Consume Control Drawn Escape Every Force Hand Now Thought
He gave marcie a spare to the jeepi should park this thing in the ocean, twenty feet under.
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Gave Jeep Mnarcle Ocean Spare Think Twenty
I shook my head. I dont think so. This isnt a good idea. This isnt right. Theres all kinds of right, he murmured. On the spectrum, were still in the safe zone. … Definitely right. Usually right, patch continued. Mostly right. Maybe right.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Define Good Head Idea Right Safe Shoot Spectrum Zone
You laugh, but you haven’t seen me in a tux. Or maybe you don’t like broad-shouldered guys with muscular chest and washboard abs?
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Abs Broad Chest Dashboard Laugh Muscular Seen Shouldered
I don’t have ‘five’ you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Anorexic Borrow Five Now Officially Piggy
You’re mine, angel,” he murmured, brushing the words across my jawbone as i arched my neck higher, inviting him to kiss everywhere. “you have me forever.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Across Angel Arch Brush Everywhere Forever Higher Mine Word
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.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Answer Ask Boy Breathe Drive God Grinned Home Kneww Mind Patch Waste
I’m not good,” he said, piercing me with eyes that absorbed all light but reflected none, “but i was worse.
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Absorbed Eyes Good Light None Piercing Reflect Worse

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