“We still have a lot to talk about," I said. "Talk?" He shook his head, his eyes full of desire. Kiss ,… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I didn’t break his jaw, but if he lays a hand on you, it will be the first of many things to… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Patch backed me into a tree and kissed me, hard. I regained my breath. "Boys take not everywhere: That was a kiss. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“If you could see into my past just by touching my back, you’d have a hard time resisting the temptation too.” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
He tried to pull me against him, and I bit him on the lip. He licked his lip with the tip of… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You're mine, Angel," he murmured, brushing the words across my jawbone as I arched my neck higher, inviting him to kiss everywhere.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Don't make me regret this" I said, breathless. "You haven't regretted me once." He kissed me, and I answered so hungrily I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Don't make me regret this", I said breathless. "You haven't regretted me once. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“My thoughts dissolved and just like that, a new thought broke the surface of my mind. I wanted to kiss him. Right… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You’ve never been to school, ever? If that’s true— and you’re right, I don’t think it is—what made you decide to come… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I hung my fingertips on his waistband, tugging him closer. Patch buried his face in the curve of my shoulder, his hands… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I felt his eyes devour me as I moved around the room. He assessed me head to toe without blinking, and a… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
He grinned when I didn't protest, and lowered his mouth toward mine. The first touch was just that - a touch. A… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You're crazy. You're impossible.' 'I'm crazy?' He tipped my chin up and planted a quick, rough kiss on my mouth. 'And I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Every time you strip my sword, I owe you a kiss. How's that sound?" I bit my lip to keep from giggling.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“It wasn't a question, but a warning. He grinned when I didn't protest, and lowered his mouth towards mine. The first touch… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
He tasted deeper, holding himself over me, and suddenly he was everywhere; his knee trapping my leg, his lips grazing warm, rough,… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“He sucked some of the rain from my bottom lip, and I felt his mouth smile against mine. He swept my hair… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
If we're doing this for ten hours, I'm going to need a little incentive to stay motivated." Patch hooked his elbow around… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
My mom's coming home soon," I said. "We should go to your place." Patch ran a hand across the shadow of stubble… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“If you haven't guessed it already," I said, something fervent and resonating slipping into my tone, "I need you, too." "Is that… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“His hands slid up my neck, searing hot. Pressing his thumbs gently into my throat, he tipped my head back. I felt… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You sound worked up. Really worked up. No, that's not it. You sound agitated...flustered...aroused." I could feel her eyes widen. "He kissed… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I tilted my chin up a fraction. "You can't f-force me to stay here." I'd only agreed to come this far because… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Okay, calm down, we'll pay,"said Vee, reaching into her back pocket. She stuffed a wad of cash into the bowl, but it… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Patch's eyes grazed me with silent heat. My reflection swirled in them, red hair and lips aflame. I was connected to him… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Scott gave my knee an affectionate squeeze. "You'll never hear me admit this again, so listen up. You look good, Grey. On… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“One last thing," he said. "Stop looking for me." "I'm not looking for you." I scoffed. He touched his index finger to… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
My arms hurt from how tightly Patch held me. “Now that’s what I call a scream,” he said, grinning at me. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I trailed off.Patch leaned lazily against the counter. Dark hair flipped out from under his ball cap. A smile tugged at his… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
don't make me regret this" I said, breathless. " You haven't regretted me once". He kissed me, and I answered so hungrily… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Nice try,' he murmured, his lips brushing mine as he spoke. I nibbled his lower lip. 'If you could see into my… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Is that a yes?" he asked, pushing his fingers through my hair, fanning it out around my shoulders and searching my face… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
If you can't feel, why did you kiss me?" Patch traced a finger along my collarbone, then headed south stopping at my… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Patch's eyes were slate black, darker than a million secrets stacked on top of each other. He dropped his gaze to the… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
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… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“We still have a lot to talk about,” I said. “Talk?” He shook his head, his eyes full of desire. Kiss, he… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“He bowed is head into my throat, groaning softly. "I loved you long before you loved me. It's the only thing I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
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… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Cheshvan starts tonight," Rixon said, "What are you doing arsing around in a graveyard?" "Thinking." "Thinking?" "A process by which I use my brain… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Hang on, did you just call me Angel?” I asked. “If I did?” “I don’t like it.” He grinned. “It stays. Angel.” He leaned… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You’re impinging on my private space,” I said, inching backward. Patch gave a barely-there smile. "Impinging? This isn’t the SAT, Nora. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“I have a hard time keeping my hands off you without that added bonus” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Tacos." "Tacos?" I echoed. This seemed to amuse him. "Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese." "I know what a taco is! — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
That woman." Vee hissed, "I'm making the sign of the cross right now. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
For the first time all day I felt safe. Except that Patch had cornered me in a dark tunnel and was possibly stalking me.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You smell good." "It's called a shower. Soap, shampoo, water-" "Naked. I know the drill. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
