I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. You haunted me to the point that I began to believe Hank had gone back on his oath and killed you. I couldn't escape you and I didn't want to. You tortured me, but it was better than losing you.
Becca FitzpatrickYou keep life on a short leash.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “You’re scared of what you can’t control.
Becca FitzpatrickI don't have the body for this," I quipped, lifting my chin to a voluptous woman nearby who shook her hips zealously to the beat. "No curves." Jev's eyes held mine. "Are you asking my opinion?
Becca Fitzpatrickreading a good book in silence is like eating chocolate for the rest of your life and never getting fat.
Becca FitzpatrickBusted. I'm a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless-and shockingly handsome-alter ego.
Becca FitzpatrickYour file was empty. Nothing. Not even an immunization record.” He didn’t even pretend to look surprised. He eased back in his seat, eyes gleaming obsidian. “And you’re telling me this because you’re afraid I might cause an outbreak? Measles or mumps?” “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.” I flushed, catching the innuendo too late.
Becca Fitzpatrick