I'll be firm," I promised Patch, adopting a no-nonsense expression. "No backing down." By now Patch was full-on grinning. He kissed me again, and I felt my mouth soften its resolve. "You look cute when you're trying to be tough," he said.

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

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

That woman." Vee hissed, "I'm making the sign of the cross right now.

A girl could lather up in soap like that.

The Patch I knew didn't run from anyone.

You’re not going to drive me home?” I asked. A waste of breath, since I knew her answer. “There’s fog.” “Patchy fog.” Vee grinned. “Oh, boy. He is so on your mind. Not that I blame you. Personally, I’m hoping I dream about him tonight.