Ready?" Despite the grim mood, I smiled and cracked my knuckles. "Ready to wrestle with my gorgeous boyfriend? Oh, I'd say I'm… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“My Angel, My greatest hope is that you never have to read this. Vee knows to give you this letter only if… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Humans are venerable because they are capable of getting hurt.” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“-Do you want to posses my body? -"I want to do many things to your body but that's not one of them” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I have a free couple of hours," I told him, walking toward my car, which was parked on the next block. "There's… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Patch's eyes made a slow assessment of me, sharpening to vivid black. "I'm going to have a hard time sending you off… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Patch tipped my chin up. "If I could make this go away, I would. If I could stand in your place, I… — 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
All I can think about is bed.” “We’re sharing the same thought.” “You’re thinking about bed too?” “I’m thinking about YOU in… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
If I could make this go away, I would. If I could stand in your place, I wouldn't hesitate. But I'm left… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Then let's do the interview over the phone. I've got a list of questions right-' He hung up on me. I stared… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
there's only one thing i know for certain anymore." he turned, his eyes a clear black. "that i would do anything for… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Only downside to your place is the disturbing low amount of extraneous toiletries. No conditioner? Lip gloss? Sunscreen?" I jerked my thumb… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“This isn't your fight, Patch," I said quietly. His eyes burned with an intensity I'd never seen before. "You're mine, Angel, and… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
His finger flicked open a button on my cardigan-then two, three, four. It tumbled off my shoulders, leaving me in my camisole.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
The antique, almost primitive band he held between his fingers caught the sunlight, glinting silver. “I found this ring shortly after I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“I stared at the phone in disbelief, then ripped a clean sheet of paper from my notebook. I scribbled ' Jerk '… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Angel... I don't think you understand the lengths I would go to if it means keeping you here with me.' -Patch (PG… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I take my job seriously, which means I'm going to need to get acquainted with the subject matter on a personal level. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Ready to wrestle with my gorgeous boyfriend? Oh, I´d say I´m ready for that." Nora :D (p.375) — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“I was terrified of what might have happened to you," I choked out. "I was terrified thinking the same about you ."… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I want to wake up with you every morning and fall asleep beside you each night,” Patch told me gravely. “I want… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Nice costume," he said. "Ditto. I can tell you put a lot of thought into yours." Amusement curled his mouth. "If you… — 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
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
