I 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 FITZPATRICK- I felt his eyes devour me as i moved around the room. He assessed me head to toe without blinking, and a hot ache shivered through me. A kiss would’ve been less intimate.
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I felt his eyes devour me as i moved around the room. He assessed me head to toe without blinking, and a hot ache shivered through me. A kiss would’ve been less intimate.
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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I 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.
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I’ll be firm,” i promised patch, adopting a no-nonsense expression. “no backing down.” by now patch was full-on grinning. He kissed me again, and i felt my mouth soften its resolve. “you look cute when you’re trying to be tough,” he said.
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How warm i feel. How icredibly alive and vibrant and heedless every last inch of me feels next to you.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHow warm i feel. How icredibly alive and vibrant and heedless every last inch of me feels next to you.
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I nibbled my lower lip. “if you could see into my past just by touching my back, you’d have a hard time resisting the temptation too.” “i have a hard time keeping my hands off you without that added bonus.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI nibbled my lower lip. “if you could see into my past just by touching my back, you’d have a hard time resisting the temptation too.” “i have a hard time keeping my hands off you without that added bonus.
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Angel… I don’t think you understand the lengths i would go to if it means keeping you here with me.’ -patch (pg 262)
BECCA FITZPATRICKAngel… I don’t think you understand the lengths i would go to if it means keeping you here with me.’ -patch (pg 262)
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You should shower,” i said. “right now.” “i smell that bad?” (patch) actually, he smelled that good.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYou should shower,” i said. “right now.” “i smell that bad?” (patch) actually, he smelled that good.
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If i need romance, that’s what netflix is for.
BECCA FITZPATRICKIf i need romance, that’s what netflix is for.
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Love the hair. Love when its out of control. Its like seeing a side of you that needs to come out more often.
BECCA FITZPATRICKLove the hair. Love when its out of control. Its like seeing a side of you that needs to come out more often.
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It will cost me a lot to send you with scott wearing that dress but, just so you know: if you come with that dress slightly wrinkled,i will trace scott, and when i find him, it’s not gonna be pretty
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I take my job seriously, which means i’m going to need to get acquainted with the subject matter on a personal level.
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Hang on, did you just call me angel? I asked. If i did? I dont like it. He grinned. It stays. Angel. He leaned across the table, raised his hand to my face, and brushed his thumb along one corner of my mouth. I pulled away, too late.
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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
BECCA FITZPATRICKYour name? I repeated, hoping it was my imagination that my voice faltered. Call me patch. I mean it. Call me
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I know you followed me. Don’t look so surprised. It’s called a rearview mirror.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI know you followed me. Don’t look so surprised. It’s called a rearview mirror.
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Mr. Green sweater looks normal, but his wingman looks hard-core bad boy, said vee. Emits a certain dont-mess-with-me signal. Tell me he doesnt look like draculas spawn. Tell me im imagining things.
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Its brown. So maybe i had the teeniest, tiniest, most infinitesimal amount of auburn in my hair. I was still a brunette. Its the lighting, i said. Yeah, maybe its the lightbulbs. His smile brought up both sides of his mouth, and a dimple surfaced.
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Before i could stop myself, i punched his arm. Careful, he said in a low voice. They might think were flirting.
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