Patch And Nora Quotes by Becca Fitzpatrick and many others.

The more time I spent with him, the more I knew the feelings weren’t going away.
Hang on, did you just call me Angel?” I asked. “If I did?” “I don’t like it.” He grinned. “It stays, Angel.
Angel… I don’t think you understand the lengths I would go to if it means keeping you here with me.’ -Patch (PG 262)
I have a free couple of hours,” I told him, walking toward my car, which was parked on the next block. “There’s a very private, very secluded barn in Lookout Hill Park behind the carousel. I could be there in fifteen minutes.” I heard the smile in his voice. “You want me bad.
Keep in mind that people change, but the past doesn’t.
Humans are vulnerable, because they’re capable of being hurt.
Hang on, did you just call me Angel?” “If I did?
What good is a body if I can’t have you?
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.
It was bad enough when I thought your ghost was haunting me; I don’t think I could handle the real thing.
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.
I want to wake up with you every morning and fall asleep beside you each night.
I needed him like I’d never needed anyone.
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.
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.
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.
You can call me Patch. No really. Call me.