Your enemy’s enemy is your friend
BECCA FITZPATRICKEvery time you strip my sword, i owe you a kiss. How’s that sound?” i bit my lip to keep from giggling. “that sounds really dirty.” patch waggled his brows. “look whose mind just rolled into the gutter.
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Right now, holding you, i feel like we have a shot at beating all odds and making it together.
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Listen, patch, i dont want to be rude, but sure you do. Well, you started it! Lovely. Very mature.
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That woman.” vee hissed, “i’m making the sign of the cross right now.
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You smell good, too, said patchit’s called a shower. I was staring straight ahead. When he didn’t answer, i turned sideways. Soap. Shampoo. Hot water.Naked. I know the drill.
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I personally believe patch scared the pants off normal, and it took off running for the far side of the world.
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Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing i could never have him.
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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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Reading a good book in silence is like eating chocolate for the rest of your life and never getting fat.
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Jev stroked his chin. “do i look like a summer fling?
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You’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.
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Wouldn’t have pegged you for a dancer,” he spoke to my mind “funny, i would have pegged you for a stalker,” i shot back.
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As in, i wouldn’t know normal if it marched up and poked me in the eye.
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He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go.
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But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.
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..But maybe this was a defense mechanism. Maybe my mind was making me see things i refused to accept were gone forever. It was filling the void, because that was easier than letting go.
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