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“I’ll love you the right way this time,” he whispered, and his breath fanned my cheek. “If you’ll show me how.”
My relationship was back on track, my hair was on point, it wasn’t raining, and I didn’t have work tonight. All in all, I considered this to be a successful first day back at school.
“Because I’ll look after the both of you.” My breath hitched. “You promise?” He nodded. “I promise.”
See, that was the thing about Molloy—and one of the earliest things I’d learned about her—when she got pissed, she got sexy.
The only thing that I had going for me, that most of the lads I knew who were in similar positions didn’t have, was the fact that the girl carrying my kid happened to be my best friend.
We were both flat broke, but if I couldn’t buy my pregnant girlfriend a measly bag of chips, then I needed to be taken out into a field and shot.
“You see, you’re not taking into account my feelings for you,” she said, stroking my cheeks with her thumbs. “And I know being loved is a foreign concept to you, but it doesn’t come with strings or conditions. It’s unconditional, Joe.”
“Are you with me?” He nodded slowly. “I’m with you, Molloy.”
“Don’t ever lose it, Molloy.” “Lose what?” “That spark of fire that makes you so incredibly you,”
“What you did can’t be fixed with an apology,” I replied, unwilling to bend. “You can’t detonate a bomb on someone’s life and then say oops when everything is blown to hell.”
