Becca-fitzpatrick Quote by Becca Fitzpatrick Download Open image ““I'm not the distraction in the room." "Oh? And what might be?”” — Becca Fitzpatrick ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.3 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Becca-fitzpatrick Nora-grey Patch cipriano
“I'm not going to be a distraction for you, or allow you to be one for me." "A distraction?" He folded his arms across… — Kady Cross Copy Share Image
“Remember when we told each other no distractions? Yes. He runs a blazing finger over my earrings, touching each one in turn. Distract me.” — Victoria Aveyard Copy Share Image
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“Oh, sorry. I’m not . . . uh . . . interrupting something that will make me uncomfortable, am I?” — G.A. Aiken Copy Share Image
“Oh my God,” I said in a hushed voice. You have to speak quietly when you’re in that kind of room.” — Georgina Guthrie Copy Share Image
“Everything seems urgent until I sit down to write. Suddenly nothing else matters. It's only when I stop, that it's a problem that I'm… — K T Bowes Copy Share Image
“No” in the room might signal to everyone that they should keep silent.” — Sam Killermann Copy Share Image
“Get the chisel out and start making something real. Anything else is just a distraction.” — Jason Fried 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
“Step one: Invade your opponet's mind. This is just like using mind-speak. Try it on me." "That's easy," I said, casting my mental nets toward Dante, ensnaring his mind, and pushing words into his conscious thought. I'm in your mind, having a look around, and it's awfully empty in here. Wiseacre, Dante returned. Nobody says that anymore. Speaking of which,… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share
“If you haven't guessed it already," I said, something fervent and resonating slipping into my tone, "I need you, too." "Is that a yes?" he asked, pushing his fingers through my hair, fanning it out around my sholders and searching my face intently. "Please let it be yes," he said with a gravelly edge. "Stay with me tonight. Let me… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share
“But strength doesn’t always mean brute force. You don’t have to kick ass to be a fighter. Violence doesn’t equal strength.” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Duc?' The boy leaned against a twisted willow tree. 'Or bastard?” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Patch's eyes made a slow assessment of me, sharpening to vivid black. "I'm going to have a hard time sending you off with Scott… — 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
“You’re mine, Angel. Every last piece of you. I won’t let anything change that.” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Patch tipped my chin up. "If I could make this go away, I would. If I could stand in your place, I wouldn't hesitate.… — 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 you ever… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Do you think they're going to buy that a guy in tacky leather chaps dances like this?" I scoffed when he twirled me back… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Coach: "All right, Patch. let's say you're at a party. the room is full of girls of all shapes and sizes. You see blondes,… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Only downside to your place is the disturbing low amount of extraneous toiletries. No conditioner? Lip gloss? Sunscreen?" I jerked my thumb toward the… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
