“You are in trouble with me,” I told Johnny once the door had clicked shut, leaving us alone together. “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.” Oh god. My heart. “Johnny, you’re saying strange things right now,” I murmured. And you need to stop. Because it hurts. “Look at that face,” he whispered, staring up at me with a peculiar expression. “I’m gonna keep you.” “Okay.” Relenting to his madness, I coaxed
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