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Christ, she was just so ballsy.
It was seriously impressive.
And sexy as fuck.
I soaked her in, every freckle, every curve, the color of her green eyes, the pale golden streaks in her already blonde hair.
“Yeah, well.” Smirking, I shook my head and turned back to stare out the front windscreen. “If tonight’s little joyride is anything to go by, then you should be thanking me for that.”
“You would think so,” was all she replied, as she rummaged around in a stack of discs. “Okay, so, it’s clear that you’re not sold on the last song, so how’s this for hitting the nail on the head?” Molloy asked then, switching up CDs, and pressing track three on her stereo. The Goo Goo Dollsblasted from her stereo.
“Iris?” I cocked a brow. “Good song choice, Molloy, but I have to admit that I’m not feeling the festive vibe from it.”
“No, asshole, not as a Christmas song,” she urged, cranking up the volume. “Asoursong.”
I opened my mouth to respond, but she reached across the console and cover my lips with her hand. “Shh. Just humor me and listen, okay?”
Reluctantly conceding to her demands, I nodded once, and kept my eyes locked on hers as the lyrics of the song fucked with my head.
“Well?” she finally breathed, when the song ended. “It’s perfect, right?”
“Yeah, Molloy.” My voice was thick as I wrestled with a million complicated fucking emotions. “It is.”
I CARE TOO MUCH
DECEMBER 24TH 2003
AOIFE
If Joey wantedto sit in this parked-up car outside of the garage half the night, then I would gladly sit right there with him.
It didn’t matter that it was -2 degrees outside or that I was close to freezing in my work clothes. At least if he was in this car with me, it meant that he was out of trouble.
He wasn’t out getting high.
Time passed by much quicker when I was with him, and I didn’t notice the hours slipping away as I regaled him with random tales from my life.
You see, Kevin might be the twin that held the lion’s share of academic intelligence, but I was the one that could talk the ass off a donkey.
For real. I had been blessed with the ability to make a conversation out of nothing, which was how I had somehow managed to keep this wildly unattainable boy’s interest piqued for most of the night.
“And then he said ‘oh, baby, my bed smells like you, but it’s fading fast, come over and refresh my sheets,’” I explained, fake gagging at the memory of Paul’s ridiculous phone call the other night. “I mean, seriously?” I choked out a laugh, as I rolled up the sleeves of his hoodie that he’d given me to wear. “Get a handle on yourself, man.”
“Oh Jesus, the shame,” Joey groaned, covering his face with his hand. “I’m actually embarrassed for the prick.”
“I know right,” I agreed, waving a hand around. “That’s exactly how I felt.”
“What did you say back to that?”
I grinned deviously. “I told him to spray some perfume on his pillow, turn off the lights, and get reacquainted with his hand.”
Joey threw his head back and laughed. “Vicious.”
“Yeah, well, he earned it with that line,” I laughed. “I mean, come on! What did he think I was going to do? Run over to his house and rub myself all over his mattress like a tomcat scenting its territory? The deluded eejit.”
“Probably,” Joey offered, still chuckling. “In case it slipped your attention, he’s sort of obsessed with you.”
“No, Paul is obsessed withthis,” I replied, gesturing to my body. “He has no interest inthis.” I tapped a finger against my temple. “He doesn’t even know me, Joey. Not really. He’s never taken the time to. It’s all about appearances. Honestly, I doubt he would care if I never spoke a word, just so long as I smiled and looked pretty.”
