Top 100 Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
#1. My first job entailed spending a summer working in a cornfield in Nebraska.
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#2. I called Vee. "How are you doing?" I asked. "Good. How are you?" "Good." Silence. "Okay," Vee said in a rush, "I am still totally freaked out. You?" "Totally.
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#3. You laugh, but you haven't seen me in a tux. Or maybe you don't like broad-shouldered guys with muscular chest and washboard abs?
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#4. His muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.
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#7. Gosh, it was nice talking to you, but I've got a lot of things I'd rather be doing. Like sticking my hand in the garbage disposal.
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#8. I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler.
Cigars.
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#9. We don't have an address," I said, "but we do know where he works."
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Vee asked, eyes brightening briefly through the haze of chemical sedation.
"Based on past experience, I hope not.
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#10. I'm doing boy detox. Like a diet, only for my emotional health.
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#11. We touched base at several strategic locations down our bodies, and it took all my willpower to break away.
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#12. I'm going to grab a cheeseburger," I told Patch. "Want anything?"
"Nothing on the menu."
I smiled. "Why, Patch, are you flirting with me?
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#13. Light had a way of keeping the monsters of my imagination at bay.
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#15. It will cost me a lot to send you with Scott wearing that dress but, just so you know: if you come with that dress even slightly wrinkled, I will trace Scott, and when I find him, it's not gonna be pretty.
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#18. Don't make me regret this", I said breathless. "You haven't regretted me once.
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#20. Let me show you," he said in my ear. "Like this. Feel that? Relax. Now pivot your hips - it's all in the hips.
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#21. Is everything a joke to you?" I asked. He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. "Not everything." "Like what?" "You.
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#23. I loved you long before you loved me. It's the only thing I have you beat at, and I'll bring it up every chance I get.
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#24. I'm not good," he said, piercing me with eyes that absorbed all light but reflected none, "but I was worse.
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#25. Your're mine,angel. Im yours.
Nothing can change that
-Patch Cipriano
from hush hush.
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#26. I wanted to imprint his touch, his taste, even the scent of him so solidly inside me that no one could take them away from me.
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#27. I haven't been able to think straight since I met you. I can't think of a day when you haven;t been in my thoughts. There are a hundred other things I should be thinking about, but I think about you. What you're doing, when I'll see you next, what you're thinking.
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#28. I couldn't stand here, hanging on, when the very thing I held disappeared more with each passing day.
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#29. I held out my hot dog, which had grown cold. "Do you want this?"
"No way. You're going to need it. If anything bad happens, just take a bite. Ten seconds later, you'll feel all warm and happy inside.
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#30. Angel," he murmured, clasping my face between his hands. "I don't think you understand the lengths I would go to if it means keeping you here with me.
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#31. I hitched my thumb at the stairs. I'm going to my room to bang my head against the wall a few thousand times. Anything has to be better than
this.
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#32. You find the wrong boy, you ask for trouble. You find the right boy, you find love.
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#33. Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him.
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#35. I got a new job. Patch locked eyes with me, and I warmed in a lot of places. In fact, I was dangerously close to feverish.
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#36. Your name?" I repeated, hoping it was my imagination that my voice faltered.
"Call me Patch. I mean it. Call me
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#37. I need to get back to work," Patch said. He gave me a once-over that lingered a bit below the hips. "Killer skirt. Deadly legs.
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#38. My life sucks when I'm only half-aware of it. If I quit drinking and saw what it's really like, I'd probably jump off a bridge.
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#39. You should go," I breathed. "You should definitely go."
"Go here?" His mouth was on my shoulder. "Or here?" It moved up my neck.
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#40. He wasn't clean lines and perfect symmetries, and I found him even more interesting for it.
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#41. His smile was sexy and warned of trouble, but I'd made up my mind that not all trouble was bad.
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#42. He tried to pull me against him, and I bit him on the lip.
He licked his lip with the tip of his tongue. 'Did you just bite me?
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#43. You possess other people's ... bodies."
He accepted that statement with a nod.
"Do you want to possess my body?"
"I want to do a lot of things to your body, but that's not one of them.
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#44. You've never been to school, ever? If that's true and you're right, I don't think it is - what made you decide to come this year?"
"You.
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#45. Did I really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation?
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#47. He was the worst kind of wrong. He was so wrong it felt right, and that made me feel completely out of control.
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#48. Right now, holding you, I feel like we have a shot at beating all odds and making it together.
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#49. Have you finished your column for tomorrow's headline?" It was Vee. She came up beside me, jotting notes on the notepad she carried everywhere. "I'm thinking of writing mine on the injustice of seating charts. I got paired with a girl who said she just finished lice treatment this morning.
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#51. Well, you 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 my personal trainer from day one."
A rogue smile surfaced, slow and wicked. " No match for Patch.
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#52. What was up with class today? It was watered-down porn. He practically had you and Patch on top of your lab table, horizontal, minus your clothes, doing the Big Deed.
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#53. I'm keeping a lot of things from you."
My insides took a steep dive. "Like?"
"Like the way I feel about being locked up in here with you." Patch braced one hand against the mirror behind me, his weight tipping toward me. "You have no idea what you do to me.
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#54. Nora: What are you planning?
Patch: I wouldn't call this planning. I'd call this throwing a Hail Mary with seconds left on the clock.
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#55. Nora & Patch:
N:Is everything a joke to you?
P:Not everything.
N:Like what?
P:You.
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#56. Patch smiled. "You come by your red hair naturally?" I stared at him. "I don't have red hair." "I hate to break it to you, but it's red. I could light it on fire and it wouldn't turn any redder.
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#57. I didn't do anything," Scott protested. "Breaking and entering is nothing?" Detective Basso echoed. "Funny, the law disagrees.
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#59. You're impinging on my private space," I said, inching backward.
Patch gave a barely-there smile. "Impinging? This isn't the SAT, Nora.
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#60. Are you defending Marcie?"
He shook his head. "I don't need to. She handled herself. You, on the other hand ... "
I pointed at the door. "Out.
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#61. Finding him was like finding someone I didn't know I was looking for. (Nora)
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#62. He gave Marcie a spare to the Jeep - I should park this thing in the ocean, twenty feet under.
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#65. I'd like to. Problem is, I'm not stupid."
"You act stupid."
"Right. Thanks for that. For your information, there's a difference between acting stupid and being stupid."
"It's a fine line, but someone has to draw it.
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#66. When Coach asked for my list of desired characteristics in a mate, I gave him you
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#68. Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" I asked.
"If I did?"
"I don't like it."
He grinned. "It stays, Angel.
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#69. Right now, I had everything I could ask for. It wasn't a long list, but it was a very satisfying one, starting with the love of my life back in my arms.
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#71. It may not have occurred to you kids that sex is more than a fifteen-minute trip to the backseat of a car. It's science. And what is science?"
"Boring.
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#72. Part of me wanted to run away from him screaming, Fire! A more reckless part was tempted to see how close I could get without ... combusting.
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#73. It didn't escape me that he couldn't seem to stop finding reasons to touch me.
Nor did I miss that I didn't want him to stop.
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#74. I know you followed me. Don't look so surprised. It's called a rearview mirror.
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#75. I don't like the idea of dragging you into something that could get messy fast. If you need one more reason, I love you. This is uncharted territory for me, but I need to know that at the end of the night, I have you to come home to.
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#76. His words filled my heart to the brim. I loved him in a way I'd never be able to express in words. He was part of me. And I was part of him. Tethered together for the rest of eternity.
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#77. I got to my feet and brushed sand off the seat of my pants. 'How about you sell me the 'Stang for thirty dollars? I can even pay cash.'
He laughed, slinging his arm around my shoulders. 'Drunk, but not that drunk, Grey.
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#80. I don't have 'five' you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.
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#81. Every family has troubles, but the way my parents handled ours ...
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#82. You killed my Dad." Any trace of kindness or sympathy vanished from Rixon's eyes.
"Well this is awkward.
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#83. Did they look like anyone we know? For example ... a cross between Pippi Longstocking and the Wicked Witch of the West would obviously give us Marcie Miller.
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#84. You're staying here, Angel."
"You're taking this one alone?"
"First, Hank can't see us together. Second, I don't like the idea of dragging you into something that could get messy fast. If you need one more reason, I love you.
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#85. Any other night and I might have been scared, or at the very least uncomfortable, but Patch was still in the corner. As long as he was here, I knew I was safe.
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#86. Patch's eyes were slate black, darker than a million secrets stacked on top of each other. He dropped his gaze to the ring in his hand, turning it over slowly.
"Swear you'll never stop loving me," I whispered.
Ever so slightly, he nodded.
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#87. Tacos."
"Tacos?" I echoed.
This seemed to amuse him. "Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese."
"I know what a taco is!
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#88. He grinned. "Busted. I'm a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless - and shockingly handsome - alter ego."
"And I'm on top of it," she announced with witty triumph.
"Is that a Freudian slip?"
His bluntness caught her off guard. A self-conscious blush rose in her face.
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#89. There was no sign of Jules.
"Bad news," said Elliot. "The man is sick. You're going to have to settle for me."
"Sick?" Vee demanded. "How sick? What kind of excuse is sick?"
"Sick as in it's coming out both ends."
Vee scrunched her nose. "Too much information.
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#90. I don't have the body for this," I quipped, lifting my chin to a voluptous woman nearby who shook her hips zealously to the beat. "No curves."
Jev's eyes held mine. "Are you asking my opinion?
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#92. Let's be honest, Nora. You've got it bad for me." His eyes held a lot of depth. "And I've got it bad for you.
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#93. You're going to love him. The two of you share the same fashion sense.
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#94. I didn't accept your sacrifice. I turned it down." I felt a small Oh form at my mouth, but it never quite made it past my lips.
"Are you saying you gave up getting a human body for me?
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#95. Fine! I'll throw on some clothes. Turn around. I'm in my pj's"
"I'm a guy. That's like asking a kid not to glance at the candy counter.
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#96. Touch her," he said in Scott's ear, his voice low and threatening, "and it'll be the biggest regret of your life.
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#97. As in, I wouldn't know normal if it marched up and poked me in the eye.
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#99. The sensible part of me wanted to dissect my emotions, overthinking and overcomplicating my reaction to Jev.
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