#fitzpatrick

If you can't feel, why did you kiss me?" Patch traced a finger along my collarbone, then headed south stopping at my heart. I felt it pounding through my skin. "Because I feel it here, in my heart," he said quietly. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#hush-hush #nora #patch #heart

Angel... I don't think you understand the lengths I would go to if it means keeping you here with me.' -Patch (PG 262) ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#nora-grey #patch-cipriano #understanding

There's a disconnect between my mind and my heart, but I feel the truth. They say when people lose their vision, their hearing comes sharper. I've lost part of my memory but maybe my intuition is stronger. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#vision

I have a free couple of hours," I told him, walking toward my car, which was parked on the next block. "There's a very private, very secluded barn in Lookout Hill Park behind the carousel. I could be there in fifteen minutes." I heard the smile in his voice. "You want me bad. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#finale #funny #hush-hush #love #nora-and-patch

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. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#funny #humor #hush-hush #patch-and-nora #funny

If I asked you to do something for me, I don't suppose you'd listen?" When he had my attention, he continued, "I'm going to take you home. Try to forget tonight happened. Try to act normal, especially around Hank. Don't mention my name." By way of an answer, I shot him a black look and swung out of the Tahoe. He followed suit, coming around to my side. "What kind of answer is that?" He asked, but his voice wasn't nearly so gruff. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#funny #hush-hush #nora-and-patch #nora-grey #patch-cipriano

All I can think about is bed." "We're sharing the same thought." "You're thinking about bed too?" But Patch had told me that he rarely slept. "I'm thinking about you in my bed. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#finale #funny #hush-hush #love #nora-and-patch

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

I saw you, and I wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know you in a way no one else did. I wanted you, all of you. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#becca-fitzpatrick #fallen-angel #fantasy #fantasy-romance #finale

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