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“Key it” Bernie tells me seriously

Laughter bubbles up in my chest I would love to see Gio’s face when he sees scratches across that perfect black paint job

I won’t do it though I’irl I won’t be spiteful

“Do you love hihter has settled

I think about that question Do I love him?

I love the way he touches me, the way he sayshi stories about his sister I love the way he looked at me that first day, and every day after

He’s fiercely loyal, so I’ve never experienced before

“I think so,” I say

“Take it frorin “Love isn't always easy, but it’s alorth it”

The incessant calls have ceased only for Gio to be pounding on my door instead I know it’s hiressively Even Charlie only lightly pounded

I take a steadying breath before I open the door

He’s sinfully handso jeans and his leather jacket, but I’m determined not to let his looks distract me

“What did I tell you?” He asks lare

I’er “What?”

He pushes through the door in a ball of fury, sla it behind us “Rule nuht there when I told you to always answer my calls”