“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
“Bout time," she huffed, but her voice sounded thick and emotional too."I was at the hospital all day yesterday, but they wouldn't… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
A war was coming either way. Now all I had to do was choose my opponent — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I'm a private contractor now. I choose my clients, not the other way around. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
A feeling of violation swayed inside me, making me feel as if Id been shoved off a high platform without warning. I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Science is an investigation," Coach said, sanding his hands together. "Science requires us to transform into spies." Put that way, science almost… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I turned my face up to his. I could hardly look at him the same way. I was crying without realizing I'd… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I don’t see any police cars.” “They probably had to park a couple blocks over. Anyway, as I was saying, I noticed… — 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 don't have a car." His eyes sliced into mine. "I walked here," I explained. "I'm on foot." "Angel," he said in… — 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
This was it. Together. Forever. As we left it all behind, the sun warmed my back, lighting the way before us. I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
His words filled my heart to the brim. I loved him in a way I’d never be able to express in words.… — 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
After a long day, my favorite way to unwind is by going running. Not exactly the most relaxing activity, granted, but I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Are you keeping anything else from me?” “I’m keeping a lot of things from you.” “Like?” “Like the way I feel about… — 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
If I asked you to do something for me, I don't suppose you'd listen?" When he had my attention, he continued, "I'm… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“How did you get in?" "I move in mysterious ways." "God moves in mysterious ways. You move like lightning-here one moment, gone… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
If I had known things would turn out this way, I would have trained harder. I would have learned to take care… — 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
Deep, dark unearthly black. I hadn't told anyone yet, but the color kept streaking across my mind at the oddest moments. When… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Light had a way of keeping the monsters of my imagination at bay. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I study her,” Patch said. “I figure out what she’s thinking and feeling. She’s not going to come right out and tell… — 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
