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The trouble was, my feelings for patch weren’t harmless.

Becca Fitzpatrick

He grinned. Busted. Im a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless and shockingly handsome alter ego. And im on top of it, she announced with witty triumph. Is that a freudian slip? His bluntness caught her off guard. A self-conscious blush rose in her face.
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Ready to wrestle with my gorgeous boyfriend? Oh, id say im ready for that.” nora :d (p.375)
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Are you gloating inside? That’s what this is about, isn’t it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!” […] “i get that you’re angry,” said patch. “i am ripped apart!” i shouted.
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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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Don’t blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there’s this new club called civilization and you guys should join.
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Blame Civilization Closer Club Guy Mom Move New Tell
My arms hurt from how tightly patch held me. Now thats what i call a scream, he said, grinning at me.
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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.
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Right now, i had everything i could ask for. It wasn’t a long list, but it was a very satisfying one, starting with the love of my life back in my arms.
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Your name? I repeated, hoping it was my imagination that my voice faltered. Call me patch. I mean it. Call me
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Call Faltered Hope Imagination Name Patch Repeat Voice
Busted. I’m a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless-and shockingly handsome-alter ego.
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Vee said,” i’m trying to read the title he’s holdinghang onhow to be a stalker.” “he is not checking out a book with that title.” but i wasn’t so sure. “it’s either that of how to radiate sexy without trying.
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That’s really eco-friendly of you,” vee told marcie. “recycling nora’s old trash.
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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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How did you get in?” “i move in mysterious ways.” “god moves in mysterious ways. You move like lightening-here one moment, gone the next.
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Patch: lets get out of here. Nora: where are we going? Patch: youll see.
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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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