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.
Becca FitzpatrickHuman reproduction can be a sticky subjectโโ โEwww!โ groaned a chorus of students
Becca FitzpatrickTouch her,โ he said in Scottโs ear, his voice low and threatening, โand itโll be the biggest regret of your life.
Becca Fitzpatrick"This isn't over," I said. "After everything we've been through, you don't get the right to brush me off. I'm not letting you off that easily." I wasn't sure if it was a threat, my last stab at defiance, or irrational words spoken straight from my splintered heart. "I want to protect you," Patch said quietly. He stood so close. All strength and heat and silent power. I couldn't escape him, now or ever. He'd always be there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands. I was drawn to him by forces I couldn't control, let alone escape. "But you didn't".
Becca Fitzpatrick