“Who said I was turning my back on you?” I demanded. “Because I sure as hell didn’t.” “You hate me.” “No.” “You’re mad at me.” “Yes.” “You want to scream at me.” “Because I—“ Stopping short before I blew a head gasket, I released a furious growl and tried to regain some control before speaking again. “I’m not turning my back on you, Molloy.” “Prove it.” “How?” “Give me a hug.” “Molloy.” “Hug me, Joe.” Exhaling heavily, I hooked an arm around her shoulders and pulled her to my chest, knowing that there wasn’t any point in fighting this girl when she set her mind to something. What she wanted,
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