Bout time," she huffed, but her voice sounded thick and emotional too."I was at the hospital all day yesterday, but they wouldn't let me see you. I bolted past security but they called code ninetynine and chased me down, they escorted me out in handcuffs. The way I see it, the only criminal here is your mom. No visitors? I'm your best friend, or did she not get the memo every year for the past eleven? Next time I'm over, I'm going to lay into that woman." ~Vee
Becca FitzpatrickIf you keep running from me, you're never going to figure out what's really going on.
Becca FitzpatrickAny happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him.
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 FitzpatrickYou sound worked up. Really worked up. No, that's not it. You sound agitated...flustered...aroused." I could feel her eyes widen. "He kissed you, didn't he?" No answer. "He did! I knew it! I've seen the way he looks at you. I knew this was coming. I saw it from a mile away." I didn't want to think about it. "What was it like?" Vee pressed. "A peach kiss? A plum kiss? Or an al-fal-fa kiss?" "What?" "Was it a peck, did mouths part, or was there tongue? Never mind. You don't have to answer that. Patch isn't the kind of guy to deal with preliminaries. There was tongue involved. Guaranteed.
Becca Fitzpatrick