Becca Fitzpatrick - Smile Quotes

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Anthony raised his red plastic cup to me and shouted something, but it was too hard to hear over the music. What? I called back. You look great! A goofy smile was plastered on his face. Oh boy, Vee said. Not just a pimp, but a smashed pimp. So maybe he's a little drunk. Drunk and hoping to corner you alone in a bedroom upstairs. Ugh.

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I could get you to smile like that, and without sales tax." I whirled around to find the real Patch standing in the fitting room behind me. He was wearing jeans and a snug white tee. His arms were folded loosely over his chest, and his black eyes smiled down at me. Heat that wasn't entirely uncomfortable flushed through my body. "I could make all kinds of pervert jokes right now," I quipped.

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He cracked a slight smile, but it didn't look amused. I'm not letting you out of my sight. You're looking a little deranged, Angel. We'll go together.

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It's brown. So maybe I had the teeniest, tiniest, most infinitesimal amount of auburn in my hair. I was still a brunette. It's the lighting, I said. Yeah, maybe it's the lightbulbs. His smile brought up both sides of his mouth, and a dimple surfaced.

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One more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone I didn't know I was searching for.

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His black eyes sliced into me, and the corners of his mouth tilted up. My heart fumbled a bit and in that pause, a feeling of gloomy darkness seemed to slide like a shadow over me. It vanished in an instant but I was still staring at him. His smile wasn't friendly. It was a smile that spelled trouble. With a promise.

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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.

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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.

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His smile was sexy and warned of trouble, but I'd made up my mind that not all trouble was bad.

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What is it with girls? Elliot said, splitting a smile between us. I swear, I've never known a girl who could go to the bathroom alone. He leaned forward and grinned conspiratorially. Let me in on the secret. Seriously. I'll pay you five bucks each. He reached for his back pocket. Ten, if I can come along and see what the big deal is.

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When I'm wasted, I can almost forget who I am," he said, his smile fading slightly. "I know I'm still there, but only barely. It's a good place to be." He tipped back the thermos, eyes on the dark sea straight ahead

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I had fun last night," I told Patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. "I'm officially on love with your sheets." "That the only thing you're in love with?" "Nope. Your mattress, too." Some smile crept into Patch's eyes. "My bed's an open invitation.

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I forced a smile. It was the one I'd been practicing all morning. It felt tight at the edges and brittle everywhere in between.

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You're impinging on my private space, I said, inching backward. Patch gave a barely-there smile. "Impinging? This isn't the SAT, Nora.

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You're a guardian angel now..... I'm your guardian angel, he said. I get my very own guardian angel? What, exactly, is your job description? Guard your body. His smile tipped higher. I take my job seriously, which means I'm going to need to get acquainted with the subject matter on a personal level.

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I trailed off.Patch leaned lazily against the counter. Dark hair flipped out from under his ball cap. A smile tugged at his mouth. My thoughts dissolved and just like that, a new thought broke the surface of my mind. I wanted to kiss him. Right now.

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Right then, I wanted to go back in time and relive every moment with him. One more secret smile, one more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone I didn't know I was searching for. He'd come into my life too late, and now was leaving too soon. I remembered him telling he'd give up everything for me. He already had.

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Try it on." "It's probably a little snug," I said, suddenly feeling conspicuous. "Marcie tends to buy down when it comes to sizing." He merely smiled. "It has a slit up the thigh." His smile deepened.

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