Patch was dressed in the usual: black shirt, black jeans and a thin silver necklace that flashed against his dark complexion. His… — 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
The older woman waiting for admittance looked at me, then over her shoulder at Patch, who was vanishing down the hall. “Honey,”… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
He inclined his head at my dress. "What's the occasion?" "Homecoming," I said, twirling. "Like?" "Last I heard, Homecoming requires a date."… — 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
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
I saw you, and I wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know… — 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 missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. — 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
Listen, Patch, I don’t want to be rude, but—” “Sure you do.” “Well, you started it!” Lovely. Very mature. — 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
What was up with class today? It was watered-down porn. He practically had you and Patch on top of your lab table,… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You should shower," I said. "Right now." "I smell that bad?" (Patch) Actually, he smelled that good. — 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
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
Does Patch have a restraining order against him?' he read. 'Is Patch a felon?' 'Give-me-that!' I hissed furiously. Patch gave a soft… — 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
Stop crying. You're giving archangels everywhere a bad name." Patch to Pepper — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Cooking isn’t taught,” Patch said. “It’s inherent. Either you’ve got it or you don’t. Like chemistry. You think you’re ready for chemistry?”… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
She'll kill me if she finds you in here. Can you climb trees? Tell me you can climb a tree!" Patch grinned,… — 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
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
