Occupation: Author Birth: February 3, 1979
If you keep running from me, you're never going to figure out what's really going on..
Normal and I parted ways when Pateir1ch strolled into my life. Patch has seven inches on me, operates on cold, hard logic, moves like smoke, and live….
I don't have the body for this," I quipped, lifting my chin to a voluptous woman nearby who shook her hips zealously to the beat. "No curves." Jev's ….
don't make me regret this" I said, breathless. " You haven't regretted me once". He kissed me, and I answered so hungrily I thought my lips would bru….
You’ve never been to school, ever? If that’s true—and you’re right, I don’t think it is—what made you decide to come this year?” “You..
There was nothing wrong with fire … as long as you didn’t stand too close. Something to keep in mind..
If I asked you to do something for me, I don't suppose you'd listen?" When he had my attention, he continued, "I'm going to take you home. Try to for….
Before I could stop myself, I punched his arm. “Careful,” he said in a low voice. “They might think we’re flirting..
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….
Patch was dressed in the usual: black shirt, black jeans and a thin silver necklace that flashed against his dark complexion. His sleeves were pushed….
If I missed out on some really big action, I’m going to be royally pissed off!.
What I really wanted was the impossible..
Try it on." "It's probably a little snug. Marcie tends to buy down when it comes to sizing." He merely smiled. "It has a slit up the thigh." His smil….
If I need romance, that's what Netflix is for..
You should shower," I said. "Right now." "I smell that bad?" (Patch) Actually, he smelled that good..
His were the kind of eyes that held secrets. The kind that lied without flinching. The kind that once you looked into them, it was hard to break away..
If we hooked up, he could write me ballads and stuff. You gotta admit, nothing's sexier than a guy who writes music..
Why did everyone think I needed a new boyfriend? I didn't need a new boyfriend. I'd had enough of boyfriends to last a lifetime. The only thing a boy….
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..
Touch her,” he said in Scott’s ear, his voice low and threatening, “and it’ll be the biggest regret of your life..
I'm not good," he said, piercing me with eyes that absorbed all light but reflected none, "but I was worse..