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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?

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You're going to have to drive off the road and park behind thoses bushes," I instructed Vee. Vee leaned forward, peering into the darkness. "Is that a ditch between me and the bushes ?" "It's not very deep. Trust me, we'll clear it." "Looks deep to me. This is a Neon we're talking about, not a Hummer.

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Cheshvan starts tonight," Rixon said, "What are you doing arsing around in a graveyard?" "Thinking." "Thinking?" "A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision.

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Everything had come into sharp focus : his smooth words, his black, glinting eyes, his broad experience with lies, seduction, women. I'd fallen in love with the devil.

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You should go," I breathed. "You should definitely go." "Go here?" His mouth was on my shoulder. "Or here?" It moved up my neck.

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

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First, he said, coming behind me and placing his hands on the counter, just outside of mine, choose your tomato. He dipped his head so his mouth was at my ear. His breath was warm, tickling my skin. Good. Now pick up the knife. Does the chef always stand this close? I asked, not sure if I liked or feared the flutter his closeness caused inside me. When he's revealing culinary secrets, yes.

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Cooking isn't taught, Patch said. It's inherent. Either you've got it or you don't. Like chemistry. You think you're ready for chemistry? I pressed the knife down through the tomato; it split in two, each half rocking gently on the cutting board. You tell me. Am I ready for chemistry? Patch made a deep sound I couldn't decipher and grinned.

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I don't have a car." His eyes sliced into mine. "I walked here," I explained. "I'm on foot." "Angel," he said in a way that sounded like he sincerely hoped I was joking.

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Light had a way of keeping the monsters of my imagination at bay.

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When it comes to reflexes, I'm like a cat. I'm Catwoman. I'm invulnerable. The only reason he got a piece of me is because of the rain. Cats don't like water. It impairs us. It's our kryptonite.

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Strangely enough, it wasn't Gabe who was haunting my thoughts, though. That job belonged to a pair of sinfully black eyes that had lost their edge when they studied me, turning as soft and sultry as silk.

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Patch wasn't the kind of guy mothers smiled on. He was the kind of guy they changed the house locks for.

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Vee said," I'm trying to read the title he's holding…hang on…How to Be a Stalker." "He is not checking out a book with that title." But I wasn't so sure. "It's either that of How to Radiate Sexy Without Trying.

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Just because I've gone and snagged myself a hot boyfriend doesn't mean I'm going to leave my bestfriend high and dry.

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The guy I've got my eye on happens to be hot. Off-the-charts hot. Hotter-than-Patch hot.' She paused. 'Well maybe not that hot. Nobody's that hot.

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Hey now, none of that. You know I don't have one evil bone in my body. Only two hundred and six of them?

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She'll kill me if she finds you in here. Can you climb trees? Tell me you can climb a tree!" Patch grinned, "I can fly.

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Listen, Patch, I don't want to be rude, but— Sure you do. Well, you started it! Lovely. Very mature.

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I wasn't expecting to come home to you, but now that you're here, I have no intention of letting you leave.

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Say 'provoking' again. Your mouth looks provocative when you do.

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He inclined his head at my dress. "What's the occasion?" "Homecoming," I said, twirling. "Like?" "Last I heard, Homecoming requires a date." "About that," i hedged. "I'm sort of...going with Scott. We both figure a high-school dance is the last place Hank will be patrolling." Patch smiled, but it was tight. "I take that back. If Hank wants to shoot Scott, he has my blessing.

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I swear to you, Nora Grey, on this day, from now and forever, to give myself to you. I am yours. My love, my body, my soul—I place in your possession and protection. He held out the ring, a single offering, a binding promise.

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You didn't tell me she was so soft on the eyes, he said to Patch, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He spoke with a heavy Irish accent. I didn't tell her how hard you are on them either, Patch returned, his mouth at the relaxed stage just before a grin.

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I love you. His voice was straightforward, affectionate. You make me remember who I used to be. You make me want to be that man again. Right now, holding you, I feel like we have a shot at beating all odds and making it together. I'm yours, if you'll have me.

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All I can think about is bed. We're sharing the same thought. You're thinking about bed too? I'm thinking about YOU in MY bed.

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Hank had left me his doomed army, and he'd left Marcie his inheritance. Unfair didn't begin to cover it.

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It makes no difference to me whether I shoot you or you fall to your death. It does make a difference, I said, my voice small but confident. You and I share the same blood. I lifted my hand precariously, showing him my birthmark. I'm your descendant. If I sacrifice my blood, Patch will become human and you'll die. It's written in The Book of Enoch.

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Don't start. I saw Marcie climb inside your Jeep. She needed a ride. I adopted a hands-on-hips pose. What kind of ride? Not that kind of ride, he said slowly.

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I don't have 'five' you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.

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