Arrogance can be deadly.” The corners of his mouth crept up. “But you didn’t hear me say that.

Are you gloating inside? That's what this is about, isn't it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!" [...] "I get that you're angry—," said Patch. "I am ripped apart!" I shouted.

I loved you long before you loved me. It's the only thing I have you beat at, and I'll bring it up every chance I get.

I need to get back to work,” Patch said. He gave me a once-over that lingered a bit below the hips. “Killer skirt. Deadly legs.

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

Are you crazy?" I said. "Crazy about you." "Patch!" "Don't worry, we've got time." "How do you know?" He staggered back a step, with his hand over his heart. "Your lack of faith hurts.

What little light was left inside me flickered out.