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....Your eyes, Nora. Those cold, pale gray eyes are surprisingly irresistible.” He tipped his head sideways, as if to study me from a new angle. “And that killer curvy mouth.
Your name?” I repeated, hoping it was my imagination that my voice faltered.
“Call me Patch. I mean it. Call me
It may not have occurred to you kids that sex is more than a fifteen-minute trip to the backseat of a car. It’s science. And what is science?”
“Boring.
That’s an unfortunate place for a birthmark,” I said, more than a little unnerved that it was so similarly positioned to my own scar. Patch casually but noticeably slid his sleeve down over his wrist.
“You’d prefer it someplace more private?”
“I wouldn’t prefer it anywhere.” I wasn’t sure how this sounded and tried again. “I wouldn’t care if you didn’t have it at all.” I tried a third time. “I don’t care about your birthmark, period.
Good sleuthing takes practice,...
“So does sex,” came another back-of-the-room comment. We all bit back laughter while Coach pointed a warning finger at the offender.
“That won’t be part of tonight’s homework.
Human reproduction can be a sticky
subject—”
“Ewww!” groaned a chorus of students
Biggest dream?” I was proud of this one because I knew it would stump him. It required forethought.
“Kiss you.”
“That’s not funny,” I said, holding his eyes, grateful I didn’t stutter.
“No, but it made you blush.
I’d like to. Problem is, I’m not stupid.”
“You act stupid.”
“Right. Thanks for that. For your information, there’s a difference between acting stupid and being stupid.”
“It’s a fine line, but someone has to draw it.
your biggest dream? - kiss you
Becca FitzpatrickThis isn't over," I said. "After everything we've been through, you don't get the right to brush me off. I'm not letting you off that easily." I wasn't sure if it was a threat, my last stab at defiance, or irrational words spoken straight from my splintered heart.
"I want to protect you," Patch said quietly.
He stood so close. All strength and heat and silent power. I couldn't escape him, now or ever. He'd always be there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands. I was drawn to him by forces I couldn't control, let alone escape.
"But you didn't.
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