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

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

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

I swear to you, Patch, to take your love and cherish it. And in return, to give you my body and my heart—everything I possess, I give to you. I am yours. Wholly and completely. Love me. Protect me. Fulfill me. And I promise to do the same.” ~ Nora + Patch

But if the choice I have to make comes down to you or me, I choose you. I always have. All my love, Patch

I'm telling you this because I want you to know that I know something about you isn't right. You haven't fooled everybody. I'm going to find out what you're up to. I'm going to expose you." "Looking forward to it.

The subject’s pulse increased on contact,” he said. “Don’t write that.