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
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
Too bad. There's a party on the coast. I thought we could go." He actually sounded sincere. ( a bit after) I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You killed my Dad." Any trace of kindness or sympathy vanished from Rixon's eyes. "Well this is awkward. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
GUESS WHERE I AM. CLUE? she texted back SWEAR U WON'T TELL A SOUL? U HAVE 2 ASK? I reluctantly texted,@ DINNER… — 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
Well, well,” he said. “Five days a week isn’t enough of me? Had to give me an evening, too? — 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
Well yoy did it,"I congratulated Patch. "I´m as trained as I´ll ever be-a lean, mean sword-fighting machine. I should have made you… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
His eyes made a slow scan of my closet doors, which were cracked. “I thought I heard something.” “Yeah, well, guess what?… — 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
