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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.

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Do you ever think of moving back?" "To Coldwater? Heck, no. England suits me fine. These Brits love my accent. The first time Gavin asked me out it was just to hear me talk. Lucky for him, it's one of the things I do best." All teasing left her eyes. "Too many memories back home. Can't drive down the street without thinking I see Scott in the crowd.

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Religion? I asked more firmly. Patch dragged a hand thoughtfully along the line of his jaw. Not religion … cult. You belong to a cult? I realized too late that while I sounded surprised, I shouldn't have. As it turns out, I'm in need of a healthy female sacrifice. I'd planned on luring her into trusting me first, but if you're ready now …

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Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" I asked. "If I did?" "I don't like it." He grinned. "It stays, Angel.

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Is everything a joke to you? I asked. He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. Not everything. Like what? You.

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Is that a yes?" he asked, pushing his fingers through my hair, fanning it out around my shoulders and searching my face intently. "Please let it be yes," he said with a gravelly edge. "Stay with me tonight. Let me hold you, even if that's all it is. Let me keep you safe.

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Walk out, he repeated. We need to talk. About how you need to sacrifice me to get a human body? I asked, my tone light, my insides feeling leaden. That might be cute if you thought it was true.

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I called Vee. "How are you doing?" I asked. "Good. How are you?" "Good." Silence. "Okay," Vee said in a rush, "I am still totally freaked out. You?" "Totally.

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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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He grinned when I didn't protest, and lowered his mouth toward mine. The first touch was just that - a touch. A teasing, tempting softness. I licked my lips and Patch's grin deepened. "More?" he asked. I curled my hands into his hair, pulling him closer. "More.

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We don't have an address," I said, "but we do know where he works." "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Vee asked, eyes brightening briefly through the haze of chemical sedation. "Based on past experience, I hope not.

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Did you hear something, Nora? Vee asked. I thought I heard something. You definitely heard something, I agreed. Could that be … a dog fart I heard? Vee asked me.

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