Quotes by Becca Fitzpatrick

Reading a good book in silence is like eating chocolate for the rest of your life and never getting fat.

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. That wanting nearly drove me mad. And now that I have you, the only thing that terrifies me is having to go back to that place. Having to want you all over again, with no hope of my desire ever being fulfilled.

They say that when youre about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. They never tell you that when you watch someone you once loved dying, hovering between this life and the next, its twice as painful, because youre reliving two lives that traveled one road together.

When was the last time you were kissed? he went on easily. And Im not talking about the dry, noncommittal, meaningless kiss you forget about as soon as its over. I scrambled out of my stupor long enough to quip, Like last nights kiss? He cocked an eyebrow. That so? I wonder, then, why you moaned my name after you drifted to sleep. I did not!If only Id had a video recorder. When was the last time you were really kissed? he repeated.You seriously think Im going to tell you? Your ex? he guessed. And if he was?Was it your ex who taught you to be ashamed and uncomfortable with intimacy? He took from you what he wanted, but never seemed to be around when you wanted something back, isnt that right? What do you want, Britt? he asked me point-blank. Do you really want to pretend like last night never happened? Whatever happened between me and Calvin isnt your business,” I fired back.For your information, he was a really great boyfriend. I-I wish I was with him right now! I exclaimed untruthfully. My careless comment made him flinch, but he recovered quickly.Does he love you? What? I said, flustered. If you know him so well, it shouldnt be a hard question. Is he in love with you? Was he ever in love with you?I tossed my head back haughtily. I know what youre doing. Youre trying to cut him down because youre-youre jealous of him! Youre damn right Im jealous,” he growled. When I kiss a girl, I like to know shes thinking about me, not the fool who gave her up.

What about you? I kept my voice carefully indifferent. He flashed me a cold smile, sharp at the edges. Worried about me? Because I couldnt think of anything snide to say, I stuck my tongue out at him. Jude wagged his head. More tongue exercises? Would have thought youd had enough last night. Go to hell. Sorry, love, but were already there.

If I had known things would turn out this way, I would have trained harder. I would have learned to take care of myself. But I guess thats the point, isnt it? You never know what youre going to have to face, so youd better be prepared.

Because those four days in the mountains, they changed us. I gave you a piece of me. And you must have given me a piece of yourself, too, because you wouldnt have come here otherwise. You would have let go. I cant let go of you, Britt. And I dont want you to let go of me.

I like having you around, Britt. Thats the truth. Im not leaving you. Even if you were a pain in the butt, Id stay with you. Its the right thing to do. But it turns out I find you likable and interesting, and while Im not glad you have to go through this, Im glad we have each other.

I tapped my cup to his, grateful to have found Shaun, because for a minute there, Id thought I was going to have to save myself. Instead, Id wandered into the protective care of a sexy older man.

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.

Citizens arrest, he said. Well, that, and Patch told me to.

jerk.smokes cigars.will die of lung cancer,hopefully soon.excellent physical shape.

Stay with me tonight. Let me hold you even if thats all it is. Let me keep you safe.

Quit calling me Grey. It makes me sound like I’m a boy. Like Dorian Gray.”“Dorian who?”I sighed. “Just think up something else. Plain old Nora works too, you know.”“Sure thing, Gumdrop.”I grimaced. “I take that back. Let’s stick with Grey.

This isnt your fight, Patch, I said qu

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 wasnt entirely uncomfortable flushed through my body. I could make all kinds of pervert jokes right now, I quipped.

We dont have to go back to my place, Angel. I can take you home, if thats what you want. Or, if you decide you want to sleep at my place, on opposite sides of my bedroom with a Do Not Cross line drawn down the middle, Ill do it. I wont like it, but Ill do it.

There’s an organic grocery store just off the highway exit. I can’t remember the last time I went shopping for food.” A smile glittered in his eyes. “I might have gone overboard.”I walked into the kitchen, with gleaming stainless-steel appliances, black granite countertops, and walnut cabinetry. Very masculine, very sleek. I went for the fridge first. Water bottles, spinach and arugula, mushrooms, gingerroot, Gorgonzola and feta cheeses, natural peanut butter, and milk on one side. Hot dogs, cold cuts, Coke, chocolate pudding cups, and canned whipped cream on the other. I tried to picture Patch pushing a shopping cart down the aisle, tossing in food as it pleased him. It was all I could do to keep a straight face.

I believe in destiny Angel. I believe every choice Ive made has brought me closer to you. I looked for you for a very long time. I may have fallen from heaven, but I fell for you.

Sure thing, Gumdrop.