Becca Fitzpatrick

“Science is an investigation," Coach said, sanding his hands together. "Science requires us to transform into spies." Put that way, science almost sounded fun. But I'd been in Coach's class long enough not to get my hopes up.”

“Vee lowered her lashes and smiled wickedly. "This class isn't going to teach me anything I don't already know.""Vee? As in virgin?""Not so loud." She winked just as the bell rang, sending us both to our seats, which were side by side at our shared table.”

“and just like that, I shut off the switch to my brain.”

“The sensible part of me wanted to dissect my emotions, overthinking and overcomplicating my reaction to Jev.”

“She likes you, she just doesn't understand you.”

“When I watched Lifetime original movies, it took me a day or two to get over the idea that the cute boy next door is actually a serial killer.”

“Solo hay una cosa que sé con certeza... Que haría cualquier cosa por ti, incluso si eso significa ir en contra de mis instintos o de mi propia naturaleza. Dejaría todas las cosa que poseo, hasta mi alma, por ti. Si eso no es amor, es lo mejor que tengo. - Patch”

“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.”

“Something doesn't look right," Vee said. "Is the tire supposed to look like that?"I banged my head against the nearest tree trunk."So we've got a flat," Vee said. "What now?”

“En su presencia, cada nervio de mi cuerpo se sentía cableado con electricidad.”

“Él era abominable... Y el alma mas torturada y atractiva que habia conocido.”

“Los suyos eran la clase de ojos que escondían secretos. La clase de ojos que mentían sin pestañear. La clase de ojos que una vez que los mirabas, era difícil apartar la mirada de ellos.”

“Eres mía, Ángel, y yo soy tuyo. Nada puede cambiar eso.”

“I'm a private contractor now. I choose my clients, not the other way around.”

“I couldn't picture myself with a boyfriend, but if I had to, I envisioned a nice normal guy who turned in his math homework on time and maybe even played rec baseball.”

“Sometimes bad things have to happen before good things can.”

“Me estoy desintoxicando de chicos. Igual que una dieta, solo que esta es para mi salud emocional.”

“La ausencia es al amor lo que el viento al aire, apaga al pequeño y aviva al grande”

“What the hell?!" Vee shrieked. "Why did you shoot him Rixon?" "Citizen's arrest," he said. "Well, that, and Patch told me too.""You can't shoot people just because Patch says to!" Vee said, her eyes wild.”

“My life sucks when I’m only half-aware of it. If I quit drinking and saw what it’s really like, I’d probably jump off a bridge.”

“His mouth twisted into a perceptive, sexy smile. "Hmm.""Hmm?" I looked away, flustered, automatically using irritation to cover my discomfort up. "What does 'hmm' have to do with anything? Could you ever use more than five words? All this grunting and miced words make you come across--primal."His smile tipped higher. "Primal.""You're impossible.""Me Jev, you Nora.""Stop it." But I nearly smiled in spite of myself. "Since we're keeping it primal, you smell good," he observed. Hw moved closer, makin me acutely aware of his size, the rise and fall of his chest, the warm burn of his skin on mine. Electricity tingled along my scalp, and I shuddered with pleasure."It's called a shower...," I began automatically, then trailed off. My memory snagged, taken aback by a compelling and forceful sense of undue familiarity. "Soap, shampoo, hot water," I added, almost as an afterthought."Naked. I know the drill," Jev said, something unreadable passing over his eyes. Unsure how to proceed, I attempted to wash away the moment with an airy laugh. "Are you flirting with me, Jev?""Does it feel that way to you?""I don't know you well enough to say either way." I tried to keep my voice level, neutral even."Then we'll have to change that."Still uncertain of his motives, I cleared my throat. Two could play this game. "Running from bad guys together is your idea of playing getting-to-know-you?""No. This is." He dipped my body backward, drawing me up in a slow arc until he raised me flush against him. In his arms, my joints loosened, my defenses melting as he led me through the sultry steps.”

“Nothing makes me happy quite like a boatload of freshly fried fast food, smothered in good old MSG.”

“Try it on.""It's probably a little snug. Marcie tends to buy down when it comes to sizing." He merely smiled."It has a slit up the thigh." His smile depened."Zip it up?"Patch's eyes made a slow assessment of me, sharpening to vivid black. "I'm going to have a hard time sending you off with Scott in that dress. Just a heads-up, if you come home and the dress looks even slightly tampered with, I will track Scott down, and when I find him, it won't be pretty.”

“You're mine, Angel, and don't you forget it. Your fights are my fights. What if something bad had happened today? It was bad enough when I thought your ghost was haunting me; I don't think I can handle the real thing.”

“Nora: This is crazy.Patch: I'm crazy. About you.”

“Her hair was strawberry blond, and she had the shape of a popsicle stick: turn her sideways and she practically disappeared.”

“I know you followed me. Don't look so surprised. It's called a rearview mirror.”

“Friends don't let friends drive drunk.""Are you trying to appeal to my conscience?""How can you turn down a once-in-a-lifetime chance to drive the 'Stang?""How about you sell me the 'Stang for thirty dollars? I can even pay cash.""Drunk, but not that drunk, Grey.”

“Vee: And I'm not going to let you sit at home all afternoon with your sour face on.Nora: I don't have a sour face.Vee: Yes, you do. And you're wearing it right now.Nora: This is my annoyed face. You woke me up at six in the morning!”

“Nora: What are you planning?Patch: I wouldn't call this planning. I'd call this throwing a Hail Mary with seconds left on the clock.”

“You want a blood relative to lead your army? Get Marcie. She likes ordering people around. She'll be a natural.”

“I have questions.""I should have known you've only been keeping me around for answers.""Well, that and your kisses. Anyone ever tell you you're an incredible kisser?”

“I stared at the phone in disbelief, then ripped a clean sheet of paper from my notebook. I scribbled ' Jerk ' on the first line. On the line beneath it I added, ' Smokes cigars. Will die of lung cancer. Hopefully soon.”

“Have you finished your column for tomorrow's headline?" It was Vee. She came up beside me, jotting notes on the notepad she carried everywhere. "I'm thinking of writing mine on the injustice of seating charts. I got paired with a girl who said she just finished lice treatment this morning.”

“Class was like watered down porn today." Vee said”

“You killed my Dad." Any trace of kindness or sympathy vanished from Rixon's eyes. "Well this is awkward.”

“Are you keeping anything else from me?” “I’m keeping a lot of things from you.”“Like?”“Like the way I feel about being locked up in here with you. You have no idea what you do to me.”

“Why is Anthony Amowitz using his pimp smile on you?” “You’re only calling him a pimp because he’s here. At Marcie’s.”“Yeah, so?”“He’s being nice.” I elbowed her. “Smile back.”“Being nice? He’s being horny.”

“Odio esta clase de comida -dije, notando cómo la grasa empapaba el papel encerado que envolvía el perrito que tenía en la mano-. No es sana.Tampoco lo es una relación con Patch y eso no te detuvo.”

“A veces tienen que suceder cosas terribles para que sucedan cosas buenas luego”

“Ya estaba todo bien claro: sus palabras suaves, sus ojos negros brillantes, su experiencia mintiendo, seduciendo a las mujeres. Me había enamorado de un demonio.”

“You're a liar!"He turned around, his black eyes snapping. "I'm also a thief, a gambler, a cheat, and a murdered. But this happens to be one of the rare times when I'm telling the truth. Go home. Consider yourself lucky. You've got a chance to start fresh. Not everyone can say the same.”

“You're staying here, Angel.""You're taking this one alone?""First, Hank can't see us together. Second, I don't like the idea of dragging you into something that could get messy fast. If you need one more reason, I love you.”

“This isn't your fight, Patch," I said quietly.His eyes burned with an intensity I'd never seen before. "You're mine, Angel, and don't you forget it. Your fights are my fights. What if something had happened today? It was bad enough when I thought your ghost was haunting me; I don't think I could handle the real thing.”

“If I need romance, that's what Netflix is for.”

“I cared about us. But the cold hard truth was, nothing I said or did could realign the stars.”

“She looked up, her face pink as a Christmas ham. “You ever try chasing down a car?” she gasped. “I’ll one-up you. I gave Scott my hot dog and asked if he’d go to Summer Solstice with me.” “What does the hot dog have to do with anything?”“I said he’d be a wiener if he didn’t go with me.” Vee wheezed laughter. “I’d have run harder had I known I’d get to see you call him a wiener.”

“Chase him down and stall for time. I need two more minutes. ” “Chase him down? How? The Neon has a flat.” “With your own two feet!”“You mean exercise?”

“I’m not stealing it. We’re stranded. This is called borrowing.” “This is called you’re crazy.”

“I don’t see any police cars.” “They probably had to park a couple blocks over. Anyway, as I was saying, I noticed illegal substances in the hands of a few guests.” “So?” she snapped. “It’s a party.”“Alcohol is illegal under the age of twenty-one.” “Great!” Marcie shouted. “What am I going to do?” She paused, then raised her voice again. “You probably called them!” “Who, me?” Vee said. “And lose the free food? No way.”