I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life.' -Patch (PG 274) — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Patch wasn't the kind of guy mothers smiled on. He was the kind of guy they changed the house locks for. — 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
Patch: "It's hard to concentrate on answers with you looking like that. — 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'm not the distraction in the room.' 'Oh? And what might be?' -Nora & Patch (PG 242) — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
This is crazy," I told Patch in an undertone. "I'm crazy." He was on the brink of smiling again. "About you. — 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
Patch is the last person you want to antagoonize. He doesn't hold grudges because the people who cross him tend to disappear… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place… — 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
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 shouldn't have been looking at lingerie. It naturally made me think about sexy things. Like kissing. Like Patch. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Nora: I have questions. Patch: I should have known you've only been keeping me around for answers. Nora: Well, that and your… — 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
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 stood over me, and a drop of rain slid from his hair, landing like ice on my collarbone. I felt it… — 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 swear to you, Nora Grey, on this day, from now and forever, to give myself to you. I am yours. My… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Religion?” I asked more firmly. Patch dragged a hand thoughtfully along the line of his jaw. “Not religion … cult.” “You belong… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
It makes no difference to me whether I shoot you or you fall to your death.” “It does make a difference,” I… — 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
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
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 anyone were to find out—” I began. Patch kissed me, hard, but with an amused glint in his eye. “If I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Try it on." "It's probably a little snug. Marcie tends to buy down when it comes to sizing." He merely smiled. "It… — 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
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
The guy I've got my eye on happens to be hot. Off-the-charts hot. Hotter-than-Patch hot.' She paused. 'Well maybe not that hot.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Patch? Whatever happens, I love you." I wanted to say more, those three words painfully inadequate for the way I felt about… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Are you gloating inside? That's what this is about, isn't it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up… — 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
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
For the first time all day I felt safe. Except that Patch had cornered me in a dark tunnel and was possibly… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Shh!” the guy beside me hissed again. “Blame him,” I told the guy, pointing at Patch. The guy craned his neck back.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
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
That’s an unfortunate place for a birthmark,” I said, more than a little unnerved that it was so similarly positioned to my… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Hmm?' I looked away, flustered automatically using irritation to cover my discomfort up. 'What does 'hmm' have to do with anything? Could… — 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
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