You can call me Patch. No really. Call me.
She cleans a toilet inside and out under a minute. More like terrifying
But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you.
You should go," I breathed. "You should definitely go." "Go here?" His mouth was on my shoulder. "Or here?" It moved up my neck.
I don't have 'five' you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.
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.
The more time I spent with him, the more I knew the feelings weren't going away.
Humans are vulnerable, because they’re capable of being hurt.
What good is a body if I can't have you?
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.
Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" "If I did?