If we're doing this for ten hours, I'm going to need a little incentive to stay motivated." Patch hooked his elbow around my neck and dragged me into a kiss. "Every time you strip my sword, I owe you a kiss. How's that sound?" I bit my lip to keep from giggling. "That sounds really dirty." Patch waggled his eyebrows. "Look whose mind just rolled into the gutter. Two kisses per strip. Any objections?" I pulled on an innocent face. "None whatsoever.
Becca FitzpatrickYour file was empty. Nothing. Not even an immunization record.โ He didnโt even pretend to look surprised. He eased back in his seat, eyes gleaming obsidian. โAnd youโre telling me this because youโre afraid I might cause an outbreak? Measles or mumps?โ โIโm telling you this because I want you to know that I know something about you isnโt right. You havenโt fooled everybody. Iโm going to find out what youโre up to. Iโm going to expose you.โ โLooking forward to it.โ I flushed, catching the innuendo too late.
Becca FitzpatrickBefore I forget, here's your homework. Where do you want me to put it?" She pointed at the trash can. "Right there would be fine.
Becca FitzpatrickI turned my face up to his. I could hardly look at him the same way. I was crying without realizing I'd started. "You made a deal with Hank. You saved my life. Why would you do that for me?" "Angel," he murmured, clasping my face between his hands. "I don't think you understand the lengths I would go to if it means keeping you here with me.
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