“Maybe in the library next time,” I finally found the words to say. “Or school.” Her small heart-shaped face nodded up and down. “Okay.” “Because I shouldn’t be here,” I added weakly. “In your room.” “I know,” she replied, voice small and uncertain. “It’s, uh…” I swallowed deeply. “I should probably go home now.” “Johnny?” she whispered. “Yeah?” “Hi,” she breathed, edging closer. “Hi,” I croaked out, fisting her duvet so tightly I was fairly sure I was going to rip the fabric. “Johnny?” Shannon whispered again. “Yeah?” “I’m going to hug you now.” She hitched her leg over mine. “Is that okay?”
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