Becca Fitzpatrick - Hush, Hush (2009)

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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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Your past wouldn't frighten me, I said, buckling my seat belt across my lap. I'm guessing I'd be more appalled than anything.

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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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Before I could stop myself, I punched his arm. Careful, he said in a low voice. They might think we're flirting.

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There was nothing wrong with fire … as long as you didn't stand too close. Something to keep in mind.

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

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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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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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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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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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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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Here it comes," she said with an expression of pure bliss. "Drug rush... any moment now... the surge of warmth... bye-bye, Mr. Pain..." "Vee-" "Knock, knock." "This is really important-" "Knock, knock." "It's about Elliot-" "Knock, knoooock," she said in a singsong voice. I sighed. "Who's there?" "Boo." "Boo who?" "Boo-hoo, somebody's crying, and it's not me!" She broke into hysterical laughter.

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All this time I've hated myself for it. I thought I'd given it up for nothing. But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you.

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Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him.

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Hate to disappoint, but no feathers. I came to Earth stripped naked.

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I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler. Cigars.

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The problem with human attraction is not knowing if it will be returned.

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Let me show you, he said in my ear. Like this. Feel that? Relax. Now pivot your hips—it's all in the hips.

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See, when you lie to me it hurts," Rixon said, swiping an imaginary tear. "I thought we had something special. I thought our joint eternal sentences of damnation were our bond.

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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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