“Is that the kind of reputation you want starting off at Tommen, Miss Lynch?” he demanded. “Do you want to be one of those girls?” Tears pricked my eyes and I quickly shook my head. “Hey, don’t talk to her like that,” Johnny snapped, leaning forward, shielding me from Mr. Mulcahy’s view. “Come on, Johnny!” Coach grumbled impatiently. “Think about how this looks.” “I don’t give a fuck how it looks,” Johnny snarled. He jerked to his feet only to quickly stagger backwards and collapse on the bench with a pained grunt. “You don’t talk about her like that,” he bit out, nostrils flaring. “No one
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