Reckless and wild, I broke free of his hold, knotted his jumper in my fist, and dragged his mouth down to mine, kissing him hard and rough. Pulling back, I hissed, “And if you gave one single shred of a shit about me, then you would understand why you need to walk away from this car.” “Molloy.” “Right now, Joey,” I cried out angrily. “It’s not a matter of pride, here. It’s a matter of laying your cards on the table and proving that I matter to you just as much as you matter to me.” He stared down at me for the longest moment, nostrils flaring and chest heaving with temper. Finally, thankfully,
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