I could get you to smile like that, and without sales tax." I whirled around to find the real Patch standing in the fitting room behind me. He was wearing jeans and a snug white tee. His arms were folded loosely over his chest, and his black eyes smiled down at me. Heat that wasn't entirely uncomfortable flushed through my body. "I could make all kinds of pervert jokes right now," I quipped.
Becca FitzpatrickMaybe Scotty the Potty turned into Scotty the Hottie. Have you thought about that?
Becca FitzpatrickHe nuzzles my neck affectionately. "I love you. I'm happier right now than I ever remember being.
Becca FitzpatrickNora: 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.
Becca FitzpatrickWhat is it with girls?โ Elliot said, splitting a smile between us. โI swear, Iโve never known a girl who could go to the bathroom alone.โ He leaned forward and grinned conspiratorially. โLet me in on the secret. Seriously. Iโll pay you five bucks each.โ He reached for his back pocket. โTen, if I can come along and see what the big deal is.
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