Becca Fitzpatrick Needs Quotations

I take my job seriously, which means I'm going to need to get acquainted with the subject matter on a personal level.

Love the hair. Love when it’s out of control. It’s like seeing a side of you that needs to come out more often.

You’re crowding me. I need— room.”... What I needed were boundaries. I needed willpower. I needed to be caged up, since yet again I was proving I couldn’t be trusted in Patch’s presence. I should have been bolting for the door, and yet … I wasn’t.

...I need a boyfriend. And to get a boyfriend, you have to look good. Doesn’t hurt to smell good too.

Are you defending Marcie?” He shook his head. “I don’t need to. She handled herself. You, on the other hand…” I pointed at the door. “Out.

I already know my size. I don't need reminding.

I need to brush my teeth. And I need a shower." He grinned, hopping off the bike. "Now that is an invitation.

If you need one more reason, I love you.

I gave up something I wanted for something I need. And I need you, Angel. More than I think you'll ever know.

..."Good, because I need your help." "Help is my middle name." I was pretty sure she'd already told me bad was her middle name, but I kept my opinion to myself.

And here I thought they were called Peeping Toms." I didn't need to see him to know he wore a smile. "Stop laughing," I said, my cheeks hot with humiliation. "Get me down." "Jump." "What?" "I'll catch you." "Are you crazy? Go inside and open the window. Or get a ladder." "I don't need a ladder. Jump. I'm not going to drop you.

If I need romance, that's what Netflix is for.

I held out my hot dog, which had grown cold. “Do you want this?” “No way. You’re going to need it. If anything bad happens, just take a bite. Ten seconds later, you’ll feel all warm and happy inside.