“You’re on to something,” he agreed. “And on my end, I’ll show you what you should be expecting from any guy that takes you out when you go back home. No more fucking the bottom of the barrel because they bought you a Frosty.” “That was literally one time.” Frankie pinched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment. “Kidding.” I reached over and slapped his thigh and he grabbed my hand and kept it there. “I’m serious about this. You took this trip to do something for yourself for once. So have some fun, make the most out of me for the next couple weeks. Drive me crazy, which I already know you
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