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“I don’t want fifty more girls,” I replied, twisting back to find her still watching me. “I just want that girl.”
“Oh, I’ve been sold on you for a long time now, Joey Lynch.”
“The quintessential lost boy.” Her lips grazed mine as she spoke. “Don’t worry, Peter Pan, I’ll be your Wendy.”
“Yeah, well, maybe this time when I fucked up, it cost me more than I was willing to lose.”
“And you’re not going to worry about what I’m doing or who I’m with, because you already know that you’ve got my heart in your ass pocket.”