I might have been tempted to hit him square in the jaw had he not taken me by the shoulders and pinned me against the wall. There was hardly any space left between us, just a thin boundary of air, but Patch managed to eliminate it. "Let's be honest, Nora. You've got it bad for me." His eyes held a lot of depth. "And I've got it bad for you." He leaned into me and put his mouth on mine. A lot of him was on me, actually. We touched base at several strategetic locations down our bodies, and it took all my willpower to break away.
Becca FitzpatrickHe grinned when I didn't protest, and lowered his mouth toward mine. The first touch was just that - a touch. A teasing, tempting softness. I licked my lips and Patch's grin deepened. "More?" he asked. I curled my hands into his hair, pulling him closer. "More.
Becca FitzpatrickNope. Thatยดs my line. This is my boyfriendยดs house, which makes that my line,exclusively.Where is he?" Nora (p. 287)
Becca FitzpatrickWhy is Anthony Amowitz using his pimp smile on you?โ โYouโre only calling him a pimp because heโs here. At Marcieโs.โ โYeah, so?โ โHeโs being nice.โ I elbowed her. โSmile back.โ โBeing nice? Heโs being horny.
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