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“The only face,” I confirmed with a small nod. “The only girl.”
“Future,” she whispered shakily, and then her lips were on mine. “You said ‘future,’ Joe.”
“No,” I mumbled against her lips. “I said our future.”
She pulled back to look at me. “You want one of those?”
I watched her carefully. “Don’t you?”
“With me?”
“Who else, Molloy?”
She looked genuinely stumped. “But you never talk about the future.”
I shrugged. “Never used to think I had one.”
“And you do now?”
“You sound surprised.”
“Because I am.” Her eyes searched mine as she continued to hold my face between her hands. “You want a future with me, Joe?”
“I know that I don’t want one without you, Molloy,” I replied, leaning in to brush my lips against hers. “So that narrows shit down, doesn’t it?”
“I guess it sort of does,” she murmured, thumbs tracing over my cheekbones. “So, do you have any idea what this future might look like?”
“Well, it won’t look like a mansion in the country.”
“I don’t care about that,” she whispered, eyes full of urgency. “Tell me, Joe.”
“I suppose it looks a bit like us finishing out school,” I offered with a shrug. “You’ll get into that hairdressing course in St. John’s, and I’ll take the apprenticeship at the garage with your dad.”
“Uh-huh.” Her eyes twinkled with excitement. “Keep going.”
Maybe the night could be saved after all.
“And then we’ll attempt to save up for a flat,” I said, amused by her sudden perkiness and playing along to make her happy. “That I’ll end up paying for because you’ll blow every cent you earn on clothes and makeup—which is nothing new there.”
“For real?” she squealed, bad mood forgotten now as she shimmied around in the passenger seat. “You see us moving in together?”
“Don’t get your hopes up,” I warned. “On an apprentice’s wage, it’ll end up being a shitty one-bed apartment at the end of Elk’s Terrace, with leaky pipes and a mouse-infestation problem.”
“Psssh.” She waved her hand like those details were unimportant. “That’s why plumbers and mouse traps were invented.” She grinned at me. “What else does this future of ours consist of?”
“Aside from all of the wild sex we’ll be having in our shitty flat?”
“The constant wild sex,” she agreed approvingly. “On every surface.”
“Which we’ll soon run out of because it’s so small.”
“And mouse-infested.”
“And damp.”
“And unbearable.” She smiled. “Keep going.”
“After a while, we’ll upgrade to a two-bed.”
