Patch’s eyes were black orbs. Taking in everything and giving away nothing. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Your name?” I repeated, hoping it was my imagination that my voice faltered. “Call me Patch. I mean it. Call me — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Patch: “Let’s get out of here.” – Nora: “Where are we going?” – Patch: “You’ll see. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I personally believe Patch scared the pants off normal, and it took off running for the far side of the world. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
But if the choice I have to make comes down to you or me, I choose you. I always have. All my… — 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
I’m going to grab a cheeseburger,” I told Patch. “Want anything?” “Nothing on the menu.” I smiled. “Why, Patch, are you flirting… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I got a new job.” Patch locked eyes with me, and I warmed in a lot of places. In fact, I was… — 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
My legs are falling asleep,” I blurted. It wasn’t a total lie. I was experiencing tingling sensations all through my body, legs… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Are you crazy?" I said. "Crazy about you." "Patch!" "Don't worry, we've got time." "How do you know?" He staggered back a… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I wasn´t expecting to come home to you, but now that you´re here, I have no intention of letting you leave." Patch… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I need to get back to work,” Patch said. He gave me a once-over that lingered a bit below the hips. “Killer… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You’re crowding me. I need— room.”... What I needed were boundaries. I needed willpower. I needed to be caged up, since yet… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
It would be like a cleansing diet. The problem was, the only diet I'd ever been on backfired. Once I tried to… — 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 shook my head. “I don’t think so. This isn’t a good idea. This isn’t right.” “There’s all kinds of right,” he… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I could get you to smile like that, and without sales tax." I whirled around to find the real Patch standing in… — 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
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
Who wants to kill you?” the guy asked. He was still looking over his shoulder, but his expression was puzzled. “There’s nobody… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Patch reached for my hand and pushed my dad's ring off the tip of his finger and into my palm, curling my… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
How does this whole guardian angel business work? Am I the only person who can see you? I mean, are you invisible… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Normal and I parted ways when Patch strolled into my life. Patch has seven inches on me, operates on cold, hard logic,… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
But instead of taking the cue to leave, Patch crossed to Scott in three steps. He flung him around to face the… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I might have been tempted to hit him square in the jaw had he not taken me by the shoulders and pinned… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
This isn't over," I said. "After everything we've been through, you don't get the right to brush me off. I'm not letting… — 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
Patch was in my life for a reason. I needed him. We were two halves of the same whole. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Stop crying. You're giving archangels everywhere a bad name." Patch to Pepper — 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
