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I pulled back to frown at her. “You know I do.”
“Do you plan on lying to me?”
I shrugged. “No more than the usual amount.”
She cocked a brow before asking, “Do you plan on fucking around behind my back with other girls?”
I rolled my eyes. “Be serious.”
“Do you?”
“No, Molloy,” I grumbled. “I value my dick.”
“Nuh-uh.” She slapped my chest. “Wrong answer.”
“How about I don’t plan on fucking around on you because it takes up all of my time and energy just trying to navigate your many sparkling personalities.”
“Try again, asshole.”
“Fine. I don’t plan on fucking around on you because I don’t want anyone else. Because I don’t see anyone else.”
“And?”
I stared at her. “And?”
“And,” she pushed, giving me an expectant look.
Blowing out a frustrated breath, I relented and said, “And because there’s no other girl on the planet as sexy—or as vain—as you.”
“Perfect.” Nodding her approval, she asked, “And finally, do you plan on dropping off the face of the earth when the time comes? Do you plan on checking out on me?”
I gave her a look that told her everything she needed to know.
“Then you just answered your own question,” she replied. “You’re worth believing in, Joe. You are so incredibly worth it all.”
60
Sound the Alarm
AOIFE
When the sky grew dark and the cold started to seep into our bones, Joey and I trudged back to my estate. With a whole heap of uncertainty still hanging over my head, and my father’s interrogation looming, I was glad to have him by my side. The familiar way he had his arm slung over my shoulder somehow meant more tonight than any of the thousand other times he held me like this in the past. Because we were in trouble, and he was still here, still backing me up like a loyal teammate.
We both knew that whatever my father planned to say about our situation, the blame would inevitably fall at my boyfriend’s feet, and still, his step never faltered. I was incredibly grateful to him for being the kind of person who followed through on what he said.
Joey said that he would be there, and he was. I knew that he was afraid of the unknown. Of his ability to get clean and stay clean.
He’d opened up more this afternoon than he had in a long time, and even though the demons that plagued him scared me half to death, I was grateful that he was willing to let me in. I was grateful that he had found a way to trust me, even when he didn’t trust himself.
“What the actual fuck,” Joey bit out, when we rounded the corner of my street and locked eyes on a familiar, ancient Honda Accord parked outside my house.
My heart slammed in my chest at the sight and my eyes widened in horror. “Is that—”
“My old man’s car?” Furious, he nodded. “I’m going to kill him.”
“No, you’re not,” I choked out, twisting around so that I was facing him. “Hey, hey, Joe.” Reaching up, I grabbed his face and forced him to look at me. “Shh, just calm down a sec, okay?”
“He’s in your house, Molloy!” Beyond livid, Joey stalked toward my garden gate, hooking an arm around me and taking me with him when I didn’t step out of his way. “What the fuck is he playing at?”
