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“I have allergies.” “Me too. To assholes and bullshit,” Johnny snarled. “Now, tell me who made you cry and I’ll fix it.”
“Someone touched you,” Johnny whispered in my ear, placing his fingers on the marks. “I want to know who.”
“No, baby, I don’t mind.”
“Hi, Johnny.” “Boom, boom, fucking boom, Da,” I groaned, slapping a hand against my chest. “I’m done for.”
“I love your tits,” he informed me then. “You haven’t seen them.” He nodded solemnly. “I have.” I shook my head. “No, you must be thinking about someone else.” “I’m only ever thinking about you,” he replied. “Only you.” My heart. My poor, poor heart. I didn’t stand a chance with this boy. “And your pussy.” He closed his eyes and groaned. “I saw that, too.” Yes. Yes, he did. Oh, thank god he didn’t say that in front of his parents…
“It’s mine.” “What’s yours?” I asked. “You.” He sighed and tightened his hold on me. “And your perfect little pussy.”