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Vee is my un-twin. She’s green-eyed, minky blond, and a few pounds over curvy. I’m a smoky-eyed brunette with volumes of curly hair that holds its own against even the best flatiron. And I’m all legs, like a bar stool. But there is an invisible thread that ties us together; both of us swear that tie began long before birth. Both of us swear it will continue to hold for the rest of our lives.
eu amo uma amizade
He sat slouched one table back, cool black eyes holding a steady gaze forward. Just like always. I didn’t for one moment believe he just sat there, day after day, staring into space. He was thinking something, but instinct told me I probably didn’t want to know what.
“And my first?” I demanded. “You keep life on a short leash.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “You’re scared of what you can’t control.”
I felt an irrational need to defend myself and decided right then and there I wouldn’t back down until he did.
“Do you sleep naked?”
Sutil
Patch’s eyes were black orbs. Taking in everything and giving away nothing.
“Nora.” Patch said my name like it was the punch line to a joke.
my Fiat Spider down the driveway. The car had probably been cute in 1979, but I wasn’t wild about the chocolate brown paint, the rust spreading unchecked across the back fender, or the cracked white leather seats.
Esse carro tem quase tudo que eu odeio em questão de design de carros, ainda sim, eu adoro esse carro que a Nora tem, mesmo achando meio feio kkkkk
was immediately aware of something different about him. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but I could feel it like electricity. More animosity? More confidence.
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.”
“You’re not impressing me.” “I haven’t started trying yet.”
“Say ‘provoking’ again. Your mouth looks provocative when you do.”
*INPIRA PROFUNDAMENTE* ELE TEM RESPOSTA PRA TUDO?
The truth was, I never felt completely alone. Right after my dad was shot to death in Portland while buying my mom’s birthday gift, a strange presence entered my life. Like someone was orbiting my world, watching from a distance. At first the phantom presence had creeped me out, but when nothing bad came of it, my anxiety lost its edge. I started wondering if there was a cosmic purpose for the way I was feeling.
Eu me mijava de medo
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Patch’s raised eyebrows. I considered explaining that I was anemic and had to take iron a few times a day, especially when I was under stress, but I thought better. The anemia wasn’t life threatening . . . as long as I took regular doses of iron. I wasn’t paranoid to the point that I thought Patch meant me harm, but somehow, my medical condition was a vulnerability that felt better kept secret.
Melhor mesmo
“You want me to list characteristics of a . . . ?” “Potential mate, yes, that would be helpful.” Without meaning to, I looked sideways at Patch. He was eased back in his seat, one notch above a slouch, studying me with satisfaction. He flashed his pirate smile and mouthed, We’re waiting.
In conclusion: patch cipriano
“Single her out. Talk to her.” “Good. Now for the big question—how do you know if she’s game or if she wants you to move on?” “I study her,” Patch said. “I figure out what she’s thinking and feeling. She’s not going to come right out and tell me, which is why I have to pay attention. Does she turn her body toward mine? Does she hold my eyes, then look away? Does she bite her lip and play with her hair, the way Nora is doing right now?”
“The blood vessels in Nora’s face are widening and her skin is warming,” Patch said. “She knows she’s being evaluated. She likes the attention, but she’s not sure how to handle it.”
Vee and I were on our way from the movie theater to the parking lot, having just watched The Sacrifice.
Tinha que ser um filme assim né
“Can you imagine?” Vee said. “Living your whole life never having a clue that the only reason you’re being kept alive is to be used as a sacrifice?”
Então né... Deixa baixo
Vee unlocked the doors to her 1995 purple Dodge Neon.
Eu teria esse carro só por ser roxo
I felt drawn to Patch in a way I’d never felt drawn to anyone. There was a dark magnetism between us. Around him, I felt lured to the edge of danger. At any moment, it felt like he could push me over the edge.
Ele literalmente faria isso Nora, CORRE
“He’s not good enough for you,” I said. She moaned. “Careful, you’ll only make me want him more.”
“Hi, Supersize,” Marcie said to Vee. “Hi, Freakshow,” Vee said back.
Ai eu odeio essa rivalidade feminina sem sentido, tinha esquecido disso
“Do you know anything about him?” “No. And I’d like to keep it that way.” “Oh, come on. You love a good mystery, and it doesn’t get better than this.” “The best mysteries involve a dead body. We don’t have a dead body.” Vee squealed. “Not yet!”
Espera só mais um pouco que vai ter
“Don’t blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there’s this new club called civilization and you guys should join.”
O sofrimento de quem mora na pqp
“You smell good too,” said Patch. “It’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.”
Patch...
He smiled. “What are you doing Sunday night?” I snorted. By accident. “Are you asking me out?” “You’re getting cocky. I like that, Angel.”
“Listen, Patch, I don’t want to be rude, but—” “Sure you do.”
“I can’t imagine why you’re so interested.” He softly shook his head. “Interested? We’re talking about you. I’m fascinated.”
“For what it’s worth, I like the idea that there’s not a guy at school who matches up to your expectations.” “I forgot you’re the authority on my so-called expectations,” I scoffed.
Jules moved in his wake, looking about as enthusiastic as three-day-old meat loaf.
A descrição kskkdks
“It’s not like that,” I corrected. “It’s—” “Twice as bad,” Vee said. “Nora suspects he’s stalking her. The police are on the brink of becoming involved.” “Should we play?” I said loudly. I dropped the foosball in the center of the table. Nobody noticed. “Do you want me to talk to him?” Elliot asked me. “I’ll explain we’re not looking for trouble. I’ll tell him you’re here with me, and if he’s got a problem, he can discuss it with me.”
Eu revirei tanto o olho com essa exposição de masculinidade q eu vi meu cerebro
He was tall and lean and hard, and I wouldn’t have been surprised if under his clothes he bore several scars, souvenirs from street fights and other reckless behavior. Not that I wanted a look under his clothes.
Aham nora
“No.” No way. “If you keep running from me, you’re never going to figure out what’s really going on.” That comment right there should have sent me running. But it didn’t.
MULHEERR
“The things I have to confess aren’t the kind of things you tell your flippant bio partner,” he said.
Wtf patch
“Wow. Nice bike,” I said. Which was a lie. It looked like a glossy black death trap.
“Go ahead. You’re not going to walk in on anyone. I’m home alone.” “The whole night?”
a falta q um podcast de true crime faz
The truth was, as long as Patch was on my mind, comfort was out of the question.
I was sniffing a bottle of Dream Angels when I felt a familiar presence nearby. It was like someone had dropped a scoop of ice cream down the back of my shirt. It was the same shivery jolt I experienced whenever Patch approached.
“We need a diversion,” I told Vee. “Exactly what I was thinking,” she said. “And we know I’m really good at diversions. Give me your jean jacket.”
Péssima ideia
Patch parked the Jeep behind Bo’s Arcade. When we got to the front of the line, the cashier laid eyes first on Patch, then on me.
Mds patch ce vai morrer se for pra outro canto sem ser o bo's arcade?????
“Leave, or I’m calling a cab,” I said. Elliot flung the screen door open so hard it smacked back against the house. He grabbed the front of my bathrobe and yanked me outside. Then he shoved me back against the siding and pinned me there with his body. “You’re coming camping whether you want to or not.”
Psychooooooo
Don’t hate me, but I think the only reason you’re trying so hard to pin it on Elliot is because you don’t want it to be Patch. You’re rationalizing everything, and it’s freaking me out.”
Vee eu vou ter que discordar, o elliot claramente é louco
“Who wants to kill Nora Grey?” Patch urged. “Wait, I see her,” said Dabria. Her voice turned anxious. “There’s a shadow behind her. It’s him. He’s following her. She doesn’t see him . . . but he’s right there. Why doesn’t she see him? Why isn’t she running? I can’t see his face, it’s in shadow. . . .” Dabria’s eyes flew open. She sucked in a quick, sharp breath. “Who?” Patch said. Dabria curled her hands against her mouth. She was trembling as she raised her eyes to Patch’s. “You,” she whispered.
A ironia ele quer matar mas tem q salvar ela kkkkk
“I’m not going to kill you, Nora. I don’t kill people who are important to me. And you top the list.”
“I’m not stealing a car.” He shrugged. “We need it now. They don’t.”
Without warning, a rush of power coursed into me. The foreign force expanded to fill me. My body was completely vulnerable to Patch, all my strength and freedom forfeited as he took possession of me.
Nossa eu não lembrava disso
“Are you saying you gave up getting a human body for me?” He lifted my bandaged hand. Underneath all the gauze, my knuckles throbbed from punching Jules. Patch kissed each finger, taking his time, keeping his eyes glued to mine. “What good is a body if I can’t have you?”
único homem possível
