#crescendo

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

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#crescendo #hush-hush #quote #food

Patch leaned back against the booth and arched his eyebrows at me. The gesture said it all: Pay up. "You got lucky," I said. "I'm about to get lucky. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#crescendo #cute #funny #get-lucky #hush-hush

My mom's coming home soon," I said. "We should go to your place." Patch ran a hand across the shadow of stubble along his jaw. "I have rules about who I take there." I was getting really tired of that answer. "If you showed me, you'd have to kill me?" I guessed, fighting the urge to feel irritated. "Once I'm inside, I can never leave?" Patch studied me a moment. Then he reached into his pocket, twisted a key off his key chain, and slipped it into the front pocket of my pajama top. "Once you've gone inside, you have to keep coming back. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#crescendo #cute #hush-hush #nora-and-patch #nora-grey

And here I thought they were called Peeping Toms." I didn't need to see him to know he wore a smile. "Stop laughing," I said, my cheeks hot with humiliation. "Get me down." "Jump." "What?" "I'll catch you." "Are you crazy? Go inside and open the window. Or get a ladder." "I don't need a ladder. Jump. I'm not going to drop you. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#crescendo #cute #hush-hush #nora-and-patch #nora-grey

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

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#fallen-angel #guardian-angel #humor #nora #patch