"I even told you when you left Mommy's house. So, stop trying to make this shit seem like a reaction to liquor. You're it for me. I keep telling you. You are absolutely going to be my wife. I wanted to be down with you from the second I met you—been trying to be down with you." He sucked his teeth and rubbed his forehead roughly with his palm, "I'm buggin. I don't want to force you to be with me. It's cool that you don't feel the same way. I need to fall back." That last part was said more to himself than me. "Let's go to bed. We can have this conversation when you're sober and rational.
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