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“I don’t just like you. I fucking—” Shaking his head, Johnny rubbed his jaw before looking back at me. “Shannon, I love you.” I stopped breathing. “You love me?” He nodded slowly, blue eyes locked on mine. “Like, a crazy fucking amount.”
“Shannon Lynch?” I called out, ignoring the rest of her fucked-up family. “I love you back.”
“But don’t forget that you’ll always be my 13.” She sniffled and wiped my cheek with her fingers. “My binding 13.”
“Now, I’m keeping 13,” she told me. “So come home to me when you’re done, okay?”

