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"But--"

"I said fk ‘em, Mol, don’t wanna talk about it"

Iwhy he was so hostile "Tell me what kind of business yours and Shelly’s parents have? What’s worth the pressure on you both to htened and he rolled his eyes in defeat "Oil My father is in oil Owns a lotta oil"

"Then… you’re…"

"Rich?" he offered with a humourless smile

"Well… yeah"

"My father is rich The company is responsible for a lot of jobs ‘round Bama"

Rome pulled my hand to lie across his chest "I don’t care about the money, Mol I’m sick and tired of them tryin’ to dictate my life"

I placed a kiss on his cheek and settled back down "Shelly must be pissed that you dued his palms over his face "It’s like she lives in her own little world I tell her we’re nothin’, and she nods and tells h, that I’ll coain that I’ames, and she pats my arm and announces that she understands the pressure I’ht How the fk do you get through to soh that escaped "I don’t know"

Rohter

"What?" I asked, realising he was studying lasses, he answered, "Nice stylin’, Shakespeare You trend settin’?"

"Yeah, well, they’reto rock the whole shabby-chic thing until I get paid"

"Oh, you’re rockin’ it, all right You’re rockin’ it real good"