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And anyway, the first three letters in the word diet should tell you what I want it to do.
Sep 30, 2025
I inscribe three lines, hush hush hush, into my skin. Ghosts trickle out.
My wedding won't be a hush-hush affair. When I get married, everyone will get to know about it... there'll be nothing speculative about my wedding.
She cleans a toilet inside and out under a minute. More like terrifying
Patch wasn't the kind of guy mothers smiled on. He was the kind of guy they changed the house locks for.
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.
Killer skirt, deadly legs.
I take my job seriously, which means I'm going to need to get acquainted with the subject matter on a personal level.
Say 'provoking' again. Your mouth looks provocative when you do.
You should go," I breathed. "You should definitely go." "Go here?" His mouth was on my shoulder. "Or here?" It moved up my neck.
What good is a body if I can't have you?
A hush is over everything, Silent as women wait for love; The world is waiting for the spring.
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.
Thinking. A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision.
Cheshvan starts tonight," Rixon said, "What are you doing arsing around in a graveyard?" "Thinking." "Thinking?" "A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision.
Keep in mind that people change, but the past doesn't.
The more time I spent with him, the more I knew the feelings weren't going away.
If nobody said anything unless he knew what he was talking about, a ghastly hush would descend upon the earth.
Hush! With sudden gush As from a fountain sings in yonder bush The Hermit Thrush.
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.
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.
But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you.
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.
Before I forget, here's your homework. Where do you want me to put it?" She pointed at the trash can. "Right there would be fine.
You’re a guardian angel now.”.... I’m your guardian angel,” he said. “I get my very own guardian angel? What, exactly, is your job description?” “Guard your body.” His smile tipped higher. “I take my job seriously, which means I’m going to need to get acquainted with the subject matter on a personal level.
Let’s be honest, Nora. You’ve got it bad for me." His eyes held a lot of depth. "And I’ve got it bad for you.
Hush, my darling! Hush, hush, Catherine! I'll stay. If he shot me so, I'd expire with a blessing on my lips.
You can call me Patch. No really. Call me.
Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" "If I did?
Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" I asked. "If I did?" "I don't like it." He grinned. "It stays, Angel.
I nibbled my lower lip. "If you could see into my past just by touching my back, you'd have a hard time resisting the temptation too." "I have a hard time keeping my hands off you without that added bonus.
Don't blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there's this new club called civilization and you guys should join.
I like the evening in India, the one magic moment when the sun balances on the rim of the world, and the hush descends, and ten thousand civil servants drift homeward on a river of bicycles, brooding on the Lord Krishna and the cost of living.
Humans are vulnerable, because they’re capable of being hurt.
I don't have 'five' you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.
Be comfortable with who you are', reads the headline on the Hush Puppies poster. Are they mad? If people were comfortable with who they were, they'd never buy any products except the ones they needed, and then where would the advertising industry be?
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