Becca Fitzpatrick
Becca Fitzpatrick
Becca Fitzpatrickis an American author, best known for having written the New York Times bestseller, Hush, Hush...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth3 February 1979
CountryUnited States of America
tomatoes tacos cheese
Tacos." "Tacos?" I echoed. This seemed to amuse him. "Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese." "I know what a taco is!
brain
and just like that, I shut off the switch to my brain.
nice horny being-nice
Being nice? He’s being horny.
msg fast-food make-me-happy
Nothing makes me happy quite like a boatload of freshly fried fast food, smothered in good old MSG.
drinking bridges life-sucks
My life sucks when I’m only half-aware of it. If I quit drinking and saw what it’s really like, I’d probably jump off a bridge.
clients way contractor
I'm a private contractor now. I choose my clients, not the other way around.
couple block party
I don’t see any police cars.” “They probably had to park a couple blocks over. Anyway, as I was saying, I noticed illegal substances in the hands of a few guests.” “So?” she snapped. “It’s a party.” “Alcohol is illegal under the age of twenty-one.” “Great!” Marcie shouted. “What am I going to do?” She paused, then raised her voice again. “You probably called them!” “Who, me?” Vee said. “And lose the free food? No way.
scent taste wanted
I wanted to imprint his touch, his taste, even the scent of him so solidly inside me that no one could take them away from me.
drunk trying dollars
Scott: Friends don't let friends drive drunk. Nora: Are you trying to appeal to my conscience? Scott: How can you turn down a once-in-a-lifetime chance to drive the 'Stang? Nora: How about you sell me the 'Stang for thirty dollars? I can even pay cash. Scott: Drunk, but not that drunk, Grey.
hush-hush mets given
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.
skirts legs killers
Killer skirt, deadly legs.
stranger fallen-angels good-things
I don't go out with strangers," I said. "Good thing I do. I'll pick you up at five.
dollars piggy thousand
You don't happen to have a thousand dollars I can borrow?" "I don't have five you can borrow. My piggy bank is officialy anorexic.
hush-hush piggy five
I don't have 'five' you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.