We all know you’re beautiful, scott.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWe all know you’re beautiful, scott.
BECCA FITZPATRICKBut if the choice i have to make comes down to you or me, i choose you. I always have. All my love, patch
BECCA FITZPATRICKChase 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 FITZPATRICKI dont like the idea of dragging you into something that could get messy fast. If you need one more reason, i love you. This is uncharted territory for me, but I need to know that at the end of the night, i have you to come home to.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWhat do i have to do to convince you that i’m only using dabria for one reason, one only reason: destroy hank, bit by bit if is necessary,and make him pay for all the things he has done to harm the girl i love?
BECCA FITZPATRICKYou don’t happen to have a thousand dollars i can borrow?” “i don’t have five you can borrow. My piggy bank is officialy anorexic.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI got a new job. Patch locked eyes with me, and i warmed in a lot of places. In fact, i was dangerously close to feverish.
BECCA FITZPATRICKIf we hooked up, he could write me ballads and stuff. You gotta admit, nothing’s sexier than a guy who writes music.
BECCA FITZPATRICKThe trouble was, my feelings for patch weren’t harmless.
BECCA FITZPATRICKStay with me tonight. Let me hold you even if that’s all it is. Let me keep you safe.
BECCA FITZPATRICKTheres my date, i said. “fashionably late.” nora (p. 232)
BECCA FITZPATRICKYou’re a liar!” he turned around, his black eyes snapping. “i’m also a thief, a gambler, a cheat, and a murdered. But this happens to be one of the rare times when i’m telling the truth. Go home. Consider yourself lucky. You’ve got a chance to start fresh. Not everyone can say the same.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYou should go,” i breathed. “you should definitely go.” “go here?” his mouth was on my shoulder. “or here?” it moved up my neck.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI wasnt expecting to come home to you, but now that youre here, i have no intention of letting you leave.” patch :d (p. 295)
BECCA FITZPATRICKCheshvan starts tonight,” rixon said, “what are you doing arsing around in a graveyard?” “thinking.” “thinking?” “a process by which i use my brain to make a rational decision.
BECCA FITZPATRICKTell me what’s going on here. Why can i hear your voice inside my head and why did you say you came to school for me?” “i was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.
BECCA FITZPATRICK