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Date. Girlfriend. He didn’t deny it, Shannon. He’s not denying it.
“You think I’d let anyone hurt you?” Johnny finally asked, his eyes dark and intense and focused solely on my face. “You think I’d let anything bad happen to you, Shannon like the river?”
“Someone touched you,” Johnny whispered in my ear, placing his fingers on the marks. “I want to know who.”
“Jesus Christ,” Johnny groaned, dropping his head in his hands. “Of course, I like you.” He tugged on his hair and sighed. “I think it’s pretty fucking clear that I’m mad about you.”
“God,” Claire gasped. “It’s like a watching a train wreck, except instead of watching it, I’m listening to it.”
“You’re a little stupid for a genius, aren’t ya?”
“Oh god,” Gibsie groaned. “That is so fucking sexy.” I pointed to the passenger door. “Get out of my car.”
“I like a lot of stuff,” I told her. You, most of all.
“I reckon I can make those pretty cheeks of yours turn pink.” I turned scarlet. “Wh-what?”
“I like you,” Johnny shot back without an ounce of hesitation. Well, I love you, Johnny Kavanagh! Even though you’re leaving. Even though you don’t feel the same. Even though loving you is going to break my heart.
“You. Are. Safe,”
“Because I care.” “Why?” “I just do.” He shrugged helplessly. “I can’t help it.”
That’s how much I loved her.
“Hi, Johnny.” “Boom, boom, fucking boom, Da,” I groaned, slapping a hand against my chest. “I’m done for.”
“I’m here now,” I whispered, unable to stop my smile at how adorable he was in this moment. “And you’re going to be okay.” “I love you, Shannon like the river,” he slurred. My heart stopped.
“She’ll have my babies—” He twisted his head from side to side until he found my face. And then he smiled. “You’ll have my babies, won’t you?”
“When you’re back to your senses, we’re going to talk about what you just did.” “I don’t care,” he slurred groggily. “I got what I wanted.” “And what was that?” I asked. “To embarrass your mother?” “You,” he slurred. “I got you.”
“My father.” I waited several beats for him to say something. He didn’t. When I opened my eyes and looked at his face, I realized why. Johnny was asleep.
“Yes, I’m well aware of what happened between you two in that changing room.” Dad smirked. “Your coach told me all about the compromising position he found you and Shannon in.” “That fucking traitor,”
