Hank had left me his doomed army, and hed left marcie his inheritance. Unfair didnt begin to cover it.
BECCA FITZPATRICKTheres my date, i said. “fashionably late.” nora (p. 232)
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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Nope. Thats my line. This is my boyfriends house, which makes that my line,exclusively.Where is he?” nora (p. 287)
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Being with you never felt wrong. It’s the one thing i did right. You’re the one thing i did right.
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You’re mine, angel, and don’t you forget it. Your fights are my fights. What if something bad had happened today? It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i can handle the real thing.
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The truth is, normal might take years. Normal might never happen. But its definitely not going to happen if i lounge around here watching soaps and avoiding life. Im going to school today, end of story.
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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.
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How warm i feel. How icredibly alive and vibrant and heedless every last inch of me feels next to you.
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We touched base at several strategic locations down our bodies, and it took all my willpower to break away.
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You’re mine, angel. And i’m yours. Nothing can change that.
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Patch smiled. You come by your red hair naturally? I stared at him. I dont have red hair. I hate to break it to you, but its red. I could light it on fire and it wouldnt turn any redder.
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It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i could handle the real thing.
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If we hooked up, he could write me ballads and stuff. You gotta admit, nothing’s sexier than a guy who writes music.
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The subjects pulse increased on contact, he said. Dont write that.
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Nice costume,” he said. “ditto. I can tell you put alot of though into yours.” amusement curled his mouth. “if you don’t like it, i can take it off.” i tapped my chin thoughtfully. “that just might be the best proposal i’ve had all night.” “my offers are always the best, angel.
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I know you followed me. Don’t look so surprised. It’s called a rearview mirror.
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When i’m wasted, i can almost forget who i am,” he said, his smile fading slightly. “i know i’m still there, but only barely. It’s a good place to be.” he tipped back the thermos, eyes on the dark sea straight ahead
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