Or, if you decide you want to sleep at my place, on opposite sides of my bedroom with a Do Not Cross… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You want a blood relative to lead your army? Get Marcie. She likes ordering people around. She'll be a natural. — 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 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
Before I forget, here's your homework. Where do you want me to put it?" She pointed at the trash can. "Right there… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“I gave a relenting sigh. "Fine! I'll throw on some clothes. Turn around. I'm in my pj's." Pj's that consisted of nothing… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Your file was empty. Nothing. Not even an immunization record.” He didn’t even pretend to look surprised. He eased back in his… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You possess other people's...bodies." He accepted that statement with a nod. "Do you want to possess my body?" "I want to do… — 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
I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. You haunted me to… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I take that back. If Hank wants to shoot Scott, he has my blessing. — 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
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
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
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 want to wake up with you every morning and fall asleep beside you each night. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I'm telling you this because I want you to know that I know something about you isn't right. You haven't fooled everybody.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
He brushed my curls back off my face. “I never pictured my life so complete. I never thought I’d have everything I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I love you.” His voice was straightforward, affectionate. “You make me remember who I used to be. You make me want to… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“No, hear me out. The long answer to that question is that everything about me has changed since meeting you. What I… — 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
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
Did I really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation? — 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
