That’s me, okay? That’s who I am. I can’t afford to care, Molloy.” “Well, that sucks because I do,” I tossed back, feeling hurt, and flustered, and a million other emotions in this moment. “I care about you, Joey, and I always have.” It had never been my brightest idea. Too bad I was headstrong and incessantly reckless with my heart. Too bad I was determined to care about him regardless. “Don’t fucking say it out loud,” Joey groaned, dropping his head in his hands. “Christ Molloy, why do you always have to go too far? Why can’t you just keep that shit to yourself, please!”
