“I took Susie outside, told her I was in love with the brunette who fell off her chair and whacked her head, but that I hadn’t even told her yet because I’m a dipshit. Then I said you’d call me a twat-waffle, not a dipshit.” Broad fingertips sweep over my cheekbone, brushing away wisps of hair. “There’s nobody else, Jennie. There never has been and never will be.”
Bitch im crying
