“You didn’t have to do that,” I whispered, mortified. “Buy me food, I mean.” Johnny stared at me for a long moment before blowing out a breath. “Yeah, we’re not doing this anymore.” “Huh?” I stared at him, wide-eyed and petrified. “Wh-what do you mean?” “I’m going to buy you dinner, Shannon.” Closing the space between us, he lowered himself down on the couch and turned to face me. “Sometimes we’ll eat here and sometimes we’ll go out, but it’s going to be a regular occurrence, so don’t overthink it, okay?”
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Madison Sengsourinha
