Becca Fitzpatrick
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Biography
Becca Fitzpatrick is an American author, best known for having written the New York Times bestseller Hush, Hush, a young adult novel published in 2009 by Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers. She wrote three sequels to Hush, Hush, along with two separate novels.
"You smell good, too,” said PatchIt’s called a shower.” I was staring straight ahead. When he didn’t answer, I turned sideways. “Soap. Shampoo. Hot water.”Naked. I know the drill."
"Say 'provoking' again. Your mouth looks provocative when you do."
"You possess other people's...bodies."He accepted that statement with a nod."Do you want to possess my body?""I want to do a lot of things to your body, but that's not one of them."
"Keep in mind that people change, but the past doesn't."
"I don't go out with strangers,"I said."Good thing I do. I'll pick you up at five."
"Being with you never felt wrong. It's the one thing I did right. You're the one thing I did right."
"Hang on, did you just call me Angel?"I asked."If I did?""I don't like it."He grinned. "It stays, Angel."
"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."
"If you can't feel, why did you kiss me?"Patch traced a finger along my collarbone, then headed south stopping at my heart. I felt it pounding through my skin. "Because I feel it here, in my heart,"he said quietly."
"I love you more than I think I should."
"But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you."
"Did I really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation?"
"Are you gloating inside? That's what this is about, isn't it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!"[...]"I get that you're angry—,"said Patch."I am ripped apart!"I shouted."
"Fine! I'll throw on some clothes. Turn around. I'm in my pj's""I'm a guy. That's like asking a kid not to glance at the candy counter."
"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."
"Whoa, who peed in your Cheerios?"
"One more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone I didn't know I was searching for."
"Tacos.""Tacos?"I echoed.This seemed to amuse him. "Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese.""I know what a taco is!"
"I needed him like I'd never needed anyone."
"I couldn't stand here, hanging on, when the very thing I held disappeared more with each passing day."
"I called Vee."How are you doing?"I asked."Good. How are you?""Good."Silence."Okay,"Vee said in a rush, "I am still totally freaked out. You?""Totally."
"I had fun last night,"I told Patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. "I'm officially on love with your sheets.""That the only thing you're in love with?""Nope. Your mattress, too."Some smile crept into Patch's eyes. "My bed's an open invitation."
"I would lay down everything I possess, even my soul, for you. If that isn't love, it's the best I have."
"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."
"Nice costume,"he said. "Ditto. I can tell you put a lot of thought into yours."Amusement curled his mouth. "If you don't like it, I can take it off."