A girl could lather up in soap like that.
BECCA FITZPATRICKVee never needed a reason to do something stupid. Sad thing was, most of the time i didn’t either.
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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I wasnt expecting to come home to you, but now that youre here, i have no intention of letting you leave.” patch :d (p. 295)
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I already know my size. I don’t need reminding.
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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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Listen, patch, i dont want to be rude, but sure you do. Well, you started it! Lovely. Very mature.
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I was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.
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…I need a boyfriend. And to get a boyfriend, you have to look good. Doesnt hurt to smell good too.
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He tasted deeper, holding himself over me, and suddenly he was everywhere; his knee trapping my leg, his lips grazing warm, rough, sensuous. He splayed his hand at the small of my back, holding me tightly, driving me to sink my fingers deeper into him, clinging to him as if letting go would mean losing part of myself.
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Call me patch. I mean it. Call me.
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If i were thinking straight, i’d take you home right now.
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The truth is scary, but knowing nothing is crippling.
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Have you finished your column for tomorrow’s headline?” it was vee. She came up beside me, jotting notes on the notepad she carried everywhere. “i’m thinking of writing mine on the injustice of seating charts. I got paired with a girl who said she just finished lice treatment this morning.
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I need to get back to work, patch said. He gave me a once-over that lingered a bit below the hips. Killer skirt. Deadly legs.
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Inwardly, i gouged my eyes out.
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Im really starting to like all this spy work, vee said. When my normal life gets boring, all i have to do is sidle up next to you.
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Patch’s eyes were slate black, darker than a million secrets stacked on top of each other. He dropped his gaze to the ring in his hand, turning it over slowly. “swear you’ll never stop loving me,” i whispered. Ever so slightly, he nodded.
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