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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.

Reading a good book in silence is like eating chocolate for the rest of your life and never getting fat.

We touched base at several strategic locations down our bodies, and it took all my willpower to break away.

If you can't feel then why did you kiss me?"
"Because I can feel it here, in my heart.

This was it. Together. Forever. As we left it all behind, the sun warmed my back, lighting the way before us. I knew of no better omen.

I forced a smile. It was the one I'd been practicing all morning. It felt tight at the edges and brittle everywhere in between.

You dress to impress," I said approvingly.
"No, Angel." He leaned in, his teeth softly grazing my ear. "I undress to impress.

His smile was sexy and warned of trouble, but I'd made up my mind that not all trouble was bad.

And just like that, I shut off the switch to my brain.

Patch wasn't the kind of guy mothers smiled on. He was the kind of guy they changed the house locks for.

I almost short her once or twice, but the excitement ends there.

Hey now, none of that. You know I don't have one evil bone in my body.
Only two hundred and six of them?

The higher up, the harder the fall.

Don't blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there's this new club called civilization and you guys should join.

I'm not leaving until you tell me why you followed me. I know I'm a fascinating guy, but this is starting to feel like an unhealthy obsession.

My most noticeable physical trait is, hands down, my hair. It's big, unruly and curly, and you can spot it from a mile away ... literally.

Keep in mind that people change, but the past doesn't.

It's hard to concentrate on answers with you looking like that.

We still have a lot to talk about," I said. "Talk?" He shook his head, his eyes full of desire. Kiss, he whispered to my thoughts.

You're going to love him. The two of you share the same fashion sense.

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.

Her hair was strawberry blond, and she had the shape of a popsicle stick: turn her sideways and she practically disappeared.

I couldn't look at you and breath at the same time.

You're infringing on my personal space."

~Nora

How do you do it?" I asked. "You had five minutes to get ready."
"Always prepared." Vee shot me a grin. "I'm a Boy Scout's dream.

I personally believe Patch scared the pants off normal, and it took off running for the far side of the world.

I don't go out with strangers," I said.
"Good thing I do. I'll pick you up at five.

If I need romance, that's what Netflix is for.

It's so real."
"Most dreams are. It isn't until you wake up that you see all the plot holes.

Before I could stop myself, I punched his arm.
"Careful," he said in a low voice. "They might think
we're flirting.

I'm a private contractor now. I choose my clients, not the other way around.

Love the hair. Love when it's out of control. It's like seeing a side of you that needs to come out more often.

A war was coming either way. Now all I had to do was choose my opponent

Me Jev, you Nora.

Being nice? He's being horny.

The truth is scary, but knowing nothing is crippling.

Patch was in my life for a reason. I needed him. We were two halves of the same whole.

Is everything a joke to you?" I asked. He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. "Not everything." "Like what?" "You.

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.

I'm not the distraction in the room."
"Oh? And what might be?

Anyone ever tell you you're an incredible kisser?

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. Nobody's that hot.

I need to brush my teeth. And I need a shower."
He grinned, hopping off the bike. "Now that is an invitation.

Call me Patch. I mean it. Call me.

You should go," I breathed. "You should definitely go."
"Go here?" His mouth was on my shoulder. "Or here?" It moved up my neck.

You should shower," I said. "Right now."
"I smell that bad?"
Actually, he smelled that good.

That's the thing about fear. It brings out the worst in us.

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.

She'll kill me if she finds you in here. Can you climb trees? Tell me you can climb a tree!"
Patch grinned, "I can fly.

His muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.

There was something so consuming about the way his eyes took me in, I almost felt his gaze like a real touch

Father' is such an arbitary word. Douche bag, on the other hand ...

All I can think about is bed." "We're sharing the same thought." "You're thinking about bed too?" "I'm thinking about YOU in MY bed.

People cahnge, but the past doen't.

Because I thought I was in love. And when you think you're in love, you are willing to stick it out and make it work until it is love.

Right now, Vee was the only person I could count on. She could be obnoxious, annoying, and lazy, but she never lied to me.

What was it with evildoers trying to hire my boyfriend as a mercenary?

Listen, Patch, I don't want to be rude, but - "
"Sure you do."
"Well, you started it!"
Lovely. Very mature.

I love you more than I think I should.

Scared?, Angel.'
-Patch Cipriano.

I would lay down everything I possess, even my soul, for you. If that isn't love, it's the best I have.

That's what I thought, you abominable prick.

I undress to impress - Patch

I learned that I was either crazy in love with you, or putting on the best performance of my life.

The subject's pulse increased on contact," he said.
"Don't write that.

It's a lot like a biology study date,' I told my reflection nonchalantly. 'Only ... Without the biology and studying.'
Biology study date ...

Nora & Patch:
N:Is everything a joke to you?
P:Not everything.
N:Like what?
P:You.

Don't make me regret allowing you to choose your own partners," Coach told us.
"Don't make me regret coming to school today," said Vee sweetly.

I wondered why life had to suck so hard sometimes.

Hello, Pepper. It's been a while," I said. "The last time we met up, you tried to kidnap me, isn't that right?

Did I really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation?

I'm yours, if you'll have me.

Just because I've gone and snagged myself a hot boyfriend doesn't mean I'm going to leave my bestfriend high and dry.

He was the worst kind of wrong. He was so wrong it felt right, and that made me feel completely out of control.

I cared about us. But the cold hard truth was, nothing I said or did could realign the stars.

As in, I wouldn't know normal if it marched up and poked me in the eye.

I'm not going to kill you, Nora. I don't kill people who are important to me. And you top the list.

All this time I've hated myself for it. I thought I'd given it up for nothing. But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you.

For the first time all day I felt safe.
Except that Patch had cornered me in a dark tunnel and was possibly stalking me. Maybe not so safe.

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.

Nothing makes me happy quite like a boatload of freshly fried fast food, smothered in good old MSG.

Touch her," he said in Scott's ear, his voice low and threatening, "and it'll be the biggest regret of your life.

Forgiveness took time, I decided. It was a process. Better to start slowly than not at all.

I couldn't stand here, hanging on, when the very thing I held disappeared more with each passing day.

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.

I'd fallen in love with the devil.

One more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone I didn't know I was searching for.

You're making an admirable go of it, but in the end, loyalty is about taking a
side.

I can't imagine why you're so interested."
He shook his head. "Interested? We're talking about you. I'm fascinated.

Your biggest dream?"

"Kiss you.

I tended to be more a romantic than a realist, and chose blind faith over cold logic.

I need a boyfriend. And to get a boyfriend, you have to look good. Doesn't hurt to smell good too.

You can call me Patch. No really. Call me.

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.

You're like the fly that nobody can shoo away

You smell good."
"It's called a shower. Soap, shampoo, water-"
"Naked. I know the drill.

Because it's easier to slap on a Band-Aid than to open a would and clean it out.

He wasn't clean lines and perfect symmetries, and I found him even more interesting for it.

You're impinging on my private space," I said, inching backward.
Patch gave a barely-there smile. "Impinging? This isn't the SAT, Nora.

I don't have 'five' you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.