“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
“Patch’s mouth turned grim. “Actually, I don’t like the sound of that.” “If it’s any consolation, I can’t stand Dante. Don’t sweat… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Do you think they're going to buy that a guy in tacky leather chaps dances like this?" I scoffed when he twirled… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“I sent Patch a text. GUESS WHERE I AM? I DON’T HAVE TO GUESS. YOU’RE WEARING THE TRACKING DEVICE, he answered. I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Patch leaned back against the booth and arched his eyebrows at me. The gesture said it all: Pay up. "You got lucky,"… — 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 ,… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
